Campus spitfire and famously proud Jew Mallory Blair stars alongside cultural icons like porn star (dubbed “actress” in the event’s description) Sasha Grey in the reading of Case, an 80s “cyberpunk” novel by Brody Condon.
If this sounds like something you’d care to see, then head over to the New Museum anytime between noon and 6pm this Sunday. Tickets cost twelve dollars. Act now; your next chance to see it will be “at a small outdoor community theater in rural Missouri in summer 2010.” I don’t know how ironic that’s supposed to be.
Friday, November 20, 2009 17:03 - by Josh Becker
I’m not going to lie: the cider cocktail requires time and effort. However, next week is Thanksgiving and this drink is made in batches, which I guess implies sharing. I think it’s a pretty insidious way to contribute to a holiday about goodwill and gratitude, plus it is a great holdover while you wait for the damn turkey to roast. The weather has been pretty mild recently, but it’s useful to have a couple of winter cocktails like this one in your arsenal to help you (and those you love) keep warm.
Ingredients (serves six)
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Last week, the rest of the NYU Local staff decided that I was to be “the token bro.” Whether or not this label is true, I do happen to enjoy spending nights “bro-ing out,” which is why the West Village’s Fat Cat — an NYU student’s best shot at a real college hangout — seems appropriate. No, this doesn’t mean drunk yuppies watching the Jets game (there’s actually not one TV) or frat boys creeping around for sorority girls.
Instead, Fat Cat (Christopher St. & 7th Ave.) encourages bro-ing out in a simpler, more decent fashion. The premise is simple: one massive basement that serves as a pool hall, game room, jazz club, and trendy bar every night. Seriously, you would have to try to be bored here. Although you’ll feel like you’re violating a crucial bro code rule, any visitor quickly realizes that Fat Cat isn’t the ideal scene to get wasted at. Rather, spare the hangover and play some shuffleboard with a PBR, or enjoy some Scrabble with a glass of cheap wine. If you’re alone tonight, kick back on a couch and listen to the incredible live jazz, you loser.
Wednesday, November 18, 2009 12:00 - by Kenneth Hsu
Tomorrow night, the NYC Horror Film Festival — “America’s largest and most recognized genre film festival focusing solely on Horror and Science Fiction” — kicks off with a party at BLVD (SoHo) at 9 p.m. Although you’re probably not geeky enough to attend said party, the festival itself seems worthwhile, especially if you were that kid in middle school who always insisted on watching The Exorcist at sleepovers.
This year’s Festival will be screening films and hosting panels entirely at the TriBeCa Cinemas until Sunday. The long list of films includes the likes of CannibAlien, Wheels of Death, and Zombies and Cigarettes — all of which sound appropriately absurd. Several awards will also be distributed throughout the week, including this year’s Lifetime Achievement Award given to horror producer William Lustig on Saturday.
Tickets for day programs (mostly a series of shorts) are only $16 and an all-access pass for the week is $160. The world is ending in 2012 — if that doesn’t scare you, go buy some tickets.
Image via Jim Connolly.
Tuesday, November 17, 2009 10:30 - by Kenneth HsuThe NY Post reported yesterday that Gov. David Paterson is behind 59 percentage points (75-16 in a hypothetical election) to popular Attorney General Andrew Cuomo in the Democratic primary for next year’s gubernatorial election, according to a Siena poll. A 59-point deficit in a primary for an incumbent governor — I try to avoid cliche web lingo but, man, this is an epic fail.
Not only would Paterson get annihilated by Cuomo, but the poll also shows that the Accidental Governor trails “all potential major party candidates” for his current position. This means a Paterson Democratic ticket would likely lose to a Republican ticket including a candidate like, say, Rudy Giuliani (leads Paterson by 23 points), who’s also eyeing a seat in the Senate.
Tuesday, November 17, 2009 10:15 - by Kenneth Hsu
Remember how you can’t smoke in NYU dorms anymore? Well, moving off-campus may not be a solution for much longer!
Because some landlords are banning smoking in their buildings. It is their property, so they have the right to decide what to do with it, but come on! If a neighbor’s smoking is so bad that it’s really stinking up the hallway and/or adjacent apartments, then it’s definitely time to say something.
But is this really happening so often as to require a ban? I just find that hard to believe. And yes, I still notice the lingering smell of cigarette smoke, even in dorms when I knew I lived next to people who smoked inside (and, ya know, I did too), but the hallways never smelled! Is Febreze not an option?
And I know, secondhand smoke is dangerous and it’s unfair for us blacklungs (a word I just made up) to subject nonsmokers to the health hazard. But I remain incredulous that my having a cigarette in my bedroom is causing a neighbor to develop a lung disease. Not being able to smoke on terraces also seems a bit ridiculous to me. But hey, I’m not the one being cruelly poisoned by my neighbors; I’m curious as to whether any nonsmoking readers have been bothered by smoking neighbors.
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Take Tuesday off work, skip classes and sleep in after witnessing the Leonid meteor shower that will grace North American skies between tonight and tomorrow morning. Thanks to a coincidence of overlapping paths, from earth it will look as if Mars is spitting out the meteor shower. Trippy, to say the least.
New York City’s nocturnally-enduring illuminated nature will most likely mask the meteor shower, but apparently you should be able to get a clearer sight of it from Pelham Bay Park in the Bronx. If you do find somewhere with an unobstructed view, expect to see a peak of 20 to 30 meteors per hour.
The best time to watch the meteor shower is between 2am and 5am, early Tuesday morning. The best state of mind in which to watch the meteor shower is entirely at your discretion.
Photo from Flickr user jshyun under the Creative Commons License
Monday, November 16, 2009 10:15 - by Surekha Ratnatunga
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Cosmopolitans have a bad reputation. I blame the magazine and Carrie Bradshaw. I’ve had some nauseatingly sweet Cosmos at bars in New York (lowbrow ones, admittedly) that you’d probably be safe serving to a kindergartener. But when made correctly at home or at a bar for more than $10, Cosmopolitans actually taste quite sour.
This is a slight variation on the traditional Cosmopolitan, using white cranberry juice instead of the regular red. I’m not a fan of colored cocktails, because I have a tendency to stain (read: drench) my clothes with drinks as I make them.
Friday, November 13, 2009 12:00 - by Surekha Ratnatunga
