I just received this bizarre email from Jeff Lichtenstein of Jeff Lichtenstein Realty in Palm Beach Florida. Apparently he is “Palm Beach Florida’s Golf Property Expert”:   This may be the strangest email I’ve ever gotten. Just look how it starts: Allegation after allegation has been coming out against Bill Cosby.

Watch the video below. This video showed up on my Facebook timeline, earlier today, with the title begging for an end to police brutality. The disturbing video, which was recorded on the Myrtle & Broadway subway stop in Bushwick, immediately shows a fearful teen being cornered by a barbaric police

In The City That Was, Bohemian Archivist P Segal tells a weekly story of what you all missed: the days when artists, writers, musicians, and unemployed visionaries were playing hard in the city’s streets and paying the rent working part time. The John Wickett Museum of Exotica A few months ago, I wrote

Have you been to the Fernet Barback Games? It’s a wonderful, beautiful, shitshow that happens once a year. Basically a bunch of local bars put forth their employees to compete in weird feats of bar stuff. Hilarity happens, as does lots of booze drinking. And the best part is that

  Lucky Peach, named for the English translation of David Chang’s Momofuku, is a quarterly journal of food and writing. Each issue focuses on a single theme, and explores that theme through essays (with a sure-fire contribution from Anthony Bourdain), art, photography, and recipes. You know David Chang, the stud-chef who

“I kinda have to take a shit, so that’s why I’m not performing right now,” said comedienne Margaret Cho, right before taking a break in her 12 Noon busking performance today at Castro & Market St. Margaret Cho is performing for free, several weekdays at 12 Noon in random spots

  San Francisco’s Tea Leaf Green are newfangled Lost Boys, a traveling gang dedicated to seeking wisdom and experience in places both glorious and seedy. In many ways, this quintet is the essence of rock’s adventurous, playfully outlaw spirit, all of which ultimately fuels songs that resonate with classic vibrations,

I always thought Uber had shitty business practices and thought the owner was a total fucking penis wrinkle. But now that a high ranking member of the organization remarked that they should start smear campaigns against the company’s critics, I’ve had enough. So I uninstalled the app and tweeted this.