April 10, 2010

Wanna Buy a Used Car?

What Sarah Palin says is not news. The last losing vice-presidential candidate of a major party in a presidential election, John Edwards, began campaigning for the 2008 Democratic nomination almost immediately after the loss in 2004, and receives more mentions in the press today for his extramarital affairs than he did at the time as someone presenting an alternative to Bush administration policies. Keep reading →

March 23, 2010

GUMpics: Gum LOLZ

January 31, 2010

EXCLUSIVE: Old and Dead Preview Party Photos

The most exclusive party in New York is with dead animals. These fortunate people are among the few to attend the Old & Dead preview party last night in Greenpoint. Visit oldanddead.com for your finest in used taxidermy.

photos by Andy Kropa

January 18, 2010

Unemployment Diarist’s Life Is Now Better Than Yours

It’s been eight months. Eight long, tedious months of watching everyone else’s life go on as you wait in your holding pattern – waiting for a job, a boyfriend, something or anything to get you out of the funk you’ve fallen into.  You watch friends get engaged, family members get married, former coworkers fall in love and so forth.  You’re still stuck in your apartment, which has become significantly filthier since your little adventure began in May, despite your large quantities of free time. A friend comes over and remarks that your kitchen smells… not just of the dirty dishes piled in the sink, but of depression and abandonment.  You feel weighted down by everything around you and everything that’s happened.

And then you’re not.

Then you’re driving down Interstate 5 with all your belongings (minus your very comfortable, very expensive bed and anything else that wouldn’t fit in a cargo van) and your dog.  You head north to a new part of the state – wine country, God’s country, the land of milk and honey… nothing but a life of leisure and hiking and sampling bottles that run $70 a piece.   Well, not for you, anyway.

This isn’t the wine country of overpriced country weddings and bike tours.  This is you admitting defeat.  This is you forgetting that just because a recruiter says the job is yours doesn’t mean it is as such. This is you forgetting to downsize your apartment when you had the cash to move to the Valley or Echo Park. This is you forgetting to get a roommate. This is you moving in with your parents. Again. Keep reading →

December 2, 2009

Bruno Reveals Yokelphobia

When I first heard that Sacha Baron Cohen has filmed the climactic scene (a UFC match that turns sexy) of his summer movie Bruno in Fort Smith, I felt a rush of weird excitement. Arkansas is my native land, and I was excited to see what he would make of it, how he would capture the strange complication and allure of the place I call home. I knew he would be hard on my fellow citizens, but I expected too the cleansing, illuminating moments that I’d seen when Bruno visited Alabama on Da Ali G Show.

Of course I’d built it up too much for myself, so that reality could never possibly compare. Even so, the Fort Smith sequence seems a particularly weak moment in the film, less a crazed and bloody bacchanal than a real-estate infomercial that breaks out into a food fight. It feels very staged and staged in a particularly unfun way, a manipulative way, the crew pushing the drunk locals around, forcing the scenario, and passing out a lot of twenties to keep the whole thing moving along. Not unlike an average weekend at my house. Keep reading →

November 30, 2009

Help Wanted: Adult Babysitter

Wanted: Gatekeeper — adult babysitter, if you will. Executive caretaker required for successful, high-functioning middle manager. Hours are 8pm to bedtime (12:30-1 AM). Here’s how it works: You’d come over, do some cooking and cleaning, iron an outfit for the next day, pack my lunch. Do NOT let me leave the house under any circumstances. You’ll answer the phone and make sure I do not receive phone calls from anyone who sounds drunk or really happy.  Nor shall I become drunk during your shift. Or leave the house. That’s your job. Your shift concludes upon tucking me into and making sure I am asleep. MAKE SURE I AM ASLEEP. Then you can go. Mondays-Thursdays. EOE.

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November 3, 2009

The Gum Photographs Bottle Beach

New York's Bottle Beach

In a remote section of New York called Dead Horse Bay, the contents of a closed landfill are being revealed bit by bit through the process of erosion along the coastline. Thousands of bottles, old shoes and other items discarded in the 1940′s and 50′s and earlier are now being ejected onto the beach every day with the rising and falling of the tides. Keep reading →

October 15, 2009

Top Ten Signs Your Business is Going to Fail

FAIL

10. There’s someone at your desk selling extended warranties over the phone.

9. Congress is talking about making your salary illegal.

8. Your boss is calling you collect. From prison.

7. Advertising your products is now discussed in terms of “tweets.”

6. The Chinese are now outsourcing the manufacture of your product … to you.

5. Your manager just drinks all day under his desk.

4. The bathrooms stop being cleaned.

3. A real estate agent is showing your office.

2. You manufacture small, mylar personal blimps.

1. You and your colleagues earn decent, middle-class salaries.

July 21, 2009

The Drinker’s Table: The Foreman Test Kitchen

In this episode of the Drinker’s Table we explore highly convenient foods cooked on the countertop grill. These are kind of foods that seemingly make themselves in your kitchen late at night, after the drinking is done. The recipes for these foods are often only discerned later, in the morning or late afternoon or early to late evening of the following day. Sometimes the food itself may be forgotten, but the enjoyment was clearly there, and now it’s waiting to be cleaned in your kitchen. Sometimes the Foreman Grill might remain on throughout the evening. The recipes need to be carefully reconstructed from the scene using the powers of observation, combined with one’s imagination and dim memories. These are the Drunk Foods.

Today: The Feastable Foreman with Wendy Mitchell

imagesI had a somewhat obsessive relationship with my George Foreman grill. I think (or hope) it started because of my tiny New York apartments, where using the oven on meant heating up the whole place to ungodly temperatures. Plus, stovetops and ovens are soooo 20th century! A famous boxer inexplicably invented an indoor grill and it’s our duty to make the most of it.

I’m not quite sure when I moved on from the obvious chicken breasts and grilled cheese sandwiches to more adventurous fare. It might have been around the time when I was writing a book about dive bars — coming home tipsy and firing Georgie up because it was the quickest, easiest way to eat.

But even sober, these “recipes” have become my staples. You don’t need a fancy Foreman, just one of the $20 models will do.

Herewith, unexpected treats from a George Foreman grill:

Breakfast

Grill up some Cinnamon Toast. Get a slice of bread, butter it, dash of sugar, dash of cinnamon, slap it on the grill and the contact with the grill will turn the mixture into a nice caramelized topping. French toast also works as well, but I haven’t tried pancakes (yet) — you may have to watch the Foreman tilt with the runny batter. Keep reading →

July 7, 2009

It’s Democracy When I Say So

Mayor's Office Moves to OEMLaughably, The Wall Street Journal‘s Mary Anastasia O’Grady would have you believe Honduras’ widely condemned military coup was all about protecting democracy. Silly Mary.

But, hey, it’s not like her brand of fascist-friendly insanity doesn’t garner fans. We raided her inbox to bring you one especially illuminating sample:

From: Jim Schmitd
To: O'Grady@wsj.com
Sent: Monday, June 29, 2009 11:50 PM
Subject: Thank you...

…for setting the world straight on Honduras. Keep reading →