Monday, December 15, 2008
Friday, December 12, 2008
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Rumble in Greenwich Village, it's not looking good friends.
Remember when I thought my job was safe? Think again.
And I had to thwart an SDS protest last night. Honestly, I've become the Man.
And I had to thwart an SDS protest last night. Honestly, I've become the Man.
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
I LOVE my alma matter.
Go to Hell Duke!
p.s. go to about 4 minutes to hear the song every true tarheel knows and loves...
Monday, December 8, 2008
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Monday, November 24, 2008
Friday, November 21, 2008
Thursday, November 20, 2008
New Jersey is on Fire.
In true Sam Rosenberg fashion I have taken a phone picture of the view from my desk on the 17th floor on lower 5th Avenue. There is a truck on fire...yowza.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Quantum of Solace.
So I saw the new Bond on Friday and I want these glasses (on Mathieu):
And while I'm listing my wants, I would like these too (by Cutler and Gross in cooperation with Comme des Garcons):
And I'll take him too (teach me french Mathieu!):
**sidenote: what man looks that good in red pants?!**
And while I'm listing my wants, I would like these too (by Cutler and Gross in cooperation with Comme des Garcons):
And I'll take him too (teach me french Mathieu!):
**sidenote: what man looks that good in red pants?!**
Monday, November 17, 2008
Sunday, November 16, 2008
We're the dancers.
So I haven't posted in AGES and I thought I should come back with a bang. This is the funniest clip I've seen in a while. Oh my gosh, JT and Andy Samberg...dream.
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Sunday, October 5, 2008
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Friday, September 26, 2008
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Thursday, September 18, 2008
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
I did this. Blame me.
"It all goes back to Friday, March 7th when sleazy club owner Simon Hammerstein, headband-wearing scenester Arden Wohl, gay party boy Derek Blasberg, heiress Amanda Hearst, and gala staple Claire Bernard turned up at the New York Stock Exchange to ring the closing bell."Story here
Video here
So to explain what I'm talking about: I used to plan the Winter Dance at the American Museum of Natural History. As a publicity move I basically badgered the NYSE to allow them to ring the closing bell on a date close to the event (March 13). This is the result. Wow.
Some Like it Hot.
"The Marilyn Files"
I've never been a Marilyn fanatic, but this is very interesting and gives a nice private look at such a public woman.
"I have too many fantasies to be a housewife.... I guess I am a fantasy."
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Monday, September 15, 2008
Another one bites the dust.
I never thought I would be happier to work for a low-paying non profit. Who's worried? Show of hands:
Read the headlines, here.
Read the headlines, here.
Thursday, September 4, 2008
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
While I'm at it.
Nothing like a good Hitchcock kiss. Oh to be Grace Kelly! The most beautiful woman of all time:
My nerd is showing.
I'm sorry, this is cool. You can surf through the ages of Art History all online at the Met. Well done.
Friday, August 29, 2008
I know this guy.
So this blog chronicles the exploits of random gentlemen. I happen to know the fine gentleman featured in this story. Troubling? Spectacular? You be the judge. But he can can come to my wedding anytime.
Crime Scene: A Gentleman, A Wedding, A Smashed Glass
There’s no telling what a gentleman will do when he comes to town, and often times uninitiated locals sadly interpret his skillful maneuvers and expert socializing as actions of the offensive and highly inappropriate variety. Take for instance the ancient art of smashing champagne flutes at a wedding reception so that the dance floor is littered with shards of vein-cutting glass. To the poor soul unaccustomed to celebrating in the presence of such greatness, the gentleman’s actions can be misinterpreted as those of a dangerous, rabble-rousing drunkard, leaving nothing but carnage in his wake. But what these provincial people fail to grasp is that the gentleman — despite only adhering to the rare, non-denominational religion of the gentleman — was long ago ordained as a Rabbi (though he refused circumcision in favor of felatio), and thus his glass-smashing is merely a Jewish salute to the newly married WASP couple. Remember, once a gentleman enters the scene, all boundaries, whether religious, racial or marital, crumble. Mazel Tov!
Going4Broke: i love Pete’s photos
Going4Broke: They make me laugh out loud literally
ScotchChucker: haha me too
Going4Broke: everyone was hammered
ScotchChucker: good to look back and realize we were that shitfaced
Going4Broke: I know
ScotchChucker: someone said you were smashing glasses with your feet?
ScotchChucker: till the maid of honor told you to stop
Going4Broke: I think someone has a video of it
ScotchChucker: that would be incredible
Going4Broke: because someone said, “do it again! I want to video it!”
ScotchChucker: hahahah
ScotchChucker: did you just put a cocktail glass on the dance floor and slam your foot down on it?
Going4Broke: Well, it all started when the band stopped playing and announce there was glass on the dance floor. I was standing at a table on the grass with someone and proceeded to smash a glass on the ground and yelled “THERE IS ALSO NOW GLASS IN THE GRASS”
ScotchChucker: hahahahaha
Going4Broke: I did it again and said “There is more glass now”
Going4Broke: then “someone” told me to do it again so they could videotape it
ScotchChucker: priceless
Going4Broke: which is when the maid of honor got really mad at me and said, “we have to pay for those”
Going4Broke: I was like, “Field and Muffins aren’t going to be happy when they hear this story…”
ScotchChucker: haha nope
Going4Broke: I bet Field hates me after that night
Going4Broke: I was completely redic
ScotchChucker: one of my last memories of the night was standing at the bar ordering a scotch on the rocks….when Fitzpatrick comes around bobble heading and spills his drink on me….so i just turn right around and throw my full scotch on his crotch and turn around with the empty glass and say “Can I get a scotch on the rocks”
ScotchChucker: Muffins DEF hates me
Going4Broke: HAHAHAHA
ScotchChucker: especially after her mom tells her she had to carry me out of the reception
Going4Broke: yeah. her parents don’t know what hit them. We were a category 5 hurricane without insurance.
ScotchChucker: it was FAYnomenal
Going4Broke: NICE
Going4Broke: I just got re-embarrassed thinking about things I did that night
Going4Broke: I ate taco bell in my room with Buffy Crawford at 2AM.
ScotchChucker: ha….my other last memory is dancing with Buffy Craw…..and spinning and shit then stopping to wipe the sweat off my face and her just saying “oh god, gross” and that ended our dance
ScotchChucker: you hook?
Going4Broke: hahahaa
Going4Broke: nope
ScotchChucker: nice
Going4Broke: I took my shirt off and she was like “what are you doing?!”
ScotchChucker: Tryyyyyingh to Fuuuuuuuck
Going4Broke: I responded, “I paid for the room so I’ll do whatever I want”
Going4Broke: she went to sleep and ran out of the room at 6AM
ScotchChucker: I am surprised she could resist such a fine specimen of a man-creature
ScotchChucker: ok post lunch dump
ScotchChucker: brb
Thursday, August 28, 2008
Out of the Frying Pan.
So Fred gets a shout out for his shenanigans last night. We didn't even have to triple dog dare him.
This is where we were:
This is what happened:
This is the shout out:
This is where we were:
This is what happened:
This is the shout out:
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Lost puppeh.
Alright, so my Mother is a chronic chain emailer. I don't even know where she gets them from. Mostly they are inspirational stories about how much we should all love each other, but every now and then a comedic gem gets passed my way. Exhibit A:
"I know most of you are dog lovers and will help us.
Our neighbor has lost her Chihuahua and is desperate
to find him. She does a lot of traveling and always takes
her dog with her. Yesterday, she was sitting on the couch
watching TV. She called out for her puppy with no response
The back door was open.
She's been putting up signs everywhere.
If you see this dog, please let me know and I will notify her.
Your help would be greatly appreciated!"
Friday, August 22, 2008
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Get your kicks where you can.
"Pilot (after landing plane in New York): American Airlines welcomes you all to foggy Ottawa, and we hope you had a pleasant flight.
Everybody on plane: Huh? What!
Pilot: Whoopsies, I mean New York City, JFK. (under his breath but still audible) I should drink less."
Monday, August 18, 2008
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