Goodbye filthy, lovely Trash Bar, a casualty of 2015 Williamsburg
The Trash Bar. I realize that there are only a couple of dozen or so people to whom the name…
Category: First Person
Reporting the cabbie who groped me got results
If you remember, towards the end of 2014 I wrote about a groping incident that happened to me in the back of a…
Dollar vans beat the bus, even when the driver has an emotional breakdown
Recently, while already late to work, I opted to take a dollar van instead of a bus. It means paying…
I was groped by my cabbie, and I did something about it
Let's get one thing straight: cabs aren't cheap. While the reasonably wealthy may enjoy them on a daily basis, we…
Trying out for America’s Got Talent, with only punning as a talent
An empty warehouse filling with tiny sparks of dreams is a strange place to spend a Sunday morning. To boot,…
What an all-night Warriors bike ride teaches you
I am not a bike messenger and I have never touched a "fixie." When one of my tires goes flat,…
What’s your summer regret? We’ve had a few
Whether we like it or not, summer is moving on without us. Sure we could point to the fact that…
When Crumbs closed and I was suddenly unemployed
As a budding journalist/writer these posts aren't all that pays the bills, if at all. Like so many freelancers, I…
What’s it like to try out for the Brooklynettes?
When I originally heard about the Brooklynettes open tryout I knew immediately I had to see what it was like.…
Sweden’s Bar Brooklyn: A slice of home or counterfeit cool?
STOCKHOLM, SWEDEN - Tucked away on a dark waterfront street, there is a crowd of young men in beanies and…