For the guys (or gals) who don't have friends with cars or money for zip cars to take them to places where trees and naturey bits line the water's edge, they can risk hepatitis and cast a line into the East River to hopefully pull out a prize-winning dinner. The 1st Annual Brooklyn Fishing Derby begins Thursday from the shores of Red Hook all the way to Long Island City. Sign up at the opening party at Dream Fishing Tackle 673 Manhattan Ave in Greenpoint from 6pm-9pm on Thursday.
Native Americans - and in many ways, probably all soldiers from pre-guerrilla times - went to battle in grand costumes not because they wanted to show off for their enemies, but because they wanted to show off for god. If they died that fateful day, at least they'd be dressed to meet their maker.
One could use a similar philosophy to justify spending $500 for house slippers. Dress up for yourself, dress up for God. You never know when accidents are going to happen.
The incredible puppeteers from Royal de Luxe in Nantes take over the streets of Berlin on Oct. 1 to depict the city's reunification on the 20th Anniversary of the fall of the wall.
Berlin, in the eyes of writer/director Jean Luc Courcoult, was once a swamp inhabited by giants. One Little Giantess lived with her uncle, the Big Giant, who gave her a boat which she loved to sail. But one day, sea monsters rose up and tore the city apart and then built a wall, separating the Little Giantess from her uncle.
Furious, the Big Giant throws himself into the river and spends his days in search of a hidden geyser on the ocean floor. After years, he found one and dragged it beneath that wall. The geyser exploded, and with it, that wall...bringing him back together with his niece.
The puppets marched through Nantes in June before their big trip to Germany.
Going to Home Depot with no particular purpose is like going grocery shopping while ravenous. Oh, I should pick up some Miracle Grow and dish soap...maybe some tile cleaner...wow, sparkling clean tiles would really look much better with this new faucet...and a white door...with green trim...and a new door knob.
The door got its treatment the moment I arrived home on June 14...and then came the faucet. It all seemed so simple -- if the old one would only come off. Brute force, WD-40, AK-47s wouldn't loosen those plastic nuts holding it in place. So, I re-hooked the water supply to the old faucet, claiming defeat. No water. Greater defeat! So, instead of doing the recommended thing (calling a plumber), we've been using only hot water from the new chrome version, which flopped, jerry-rigged and forsaken on the left side of the sink for the past three months. Until Saturday. Perhaps it was the change of weather or just the cumulative effects of all the brute force, but the nuts popped off and opened the door to bathroom heaven.
Now the chrome/ceramic faucet is in place, spouting hot AND cold water. It's joined by a soap dish and towel hook from Moon River Chattel, offering my hemp hand towels (also from Moon River Chattel) a nice home from which to hang.
During college, I interned for CNBC's show Power Lunch. Some little internship angel must've been floating over me because while all the other non-paid plebes were stuck in Fort Lee, NJ running around with tapes for the whole summer (I did that, too), I got to:
- Field produce a segment at Le Cirque (and eat a meal in a special "viewing booth" right in the kitchen)
- Attend the MLB All-Star Game at Fenway (we did a special edition broadcast from the stadium on the business of baseball and a producer and I were tasked with asking all the players their investing advice -- Ken Griffey, Jr. told us that his mom makes those decisions)
- See hundreds of computer geniuses attack a veritable king of computer geniuses.
For the latter, we were doing a live show from one of the tech conventions at the Javitz Center. As host Bill Griffith was interviewing Michael Dell, I was told to start handing out free CNBC tee shirts. Free things at conventions make men (and women) act like wild animals on meth amphetamine. Michael Dell finishes his interview and receives a tee shirt from one of the producers, just as the supply for the masses has run out. So, instead of going on their way, the masses turn on Michel Dell and start grabbing for his. He pulled his shirt back and walked away.
If you want to witness a slightly more polite and refined version of this, head to the top floor of Brooks Brothers at 44th and Madison for the men's 70% off sale. There's some incredibly beautiful stuff -- including these Peal & Co. boots ($200!). I also picked up some Peal & Co. brown and white spectators ($150!) to wear with jeans next spring. The prices online aren't nearly as good.
Those great Stumptown coffee roastin' guys from Portland opened up shop right off the lobby of New York's beautiful Ace Hotel earlier this month. Porter and I got to tour the hotel and the still-under-construction Stumptown space a few weeks back...before the marble and all the tchotchkes (which Erie Basin owner Russell Whitmore helped pick out). It's great lookin'...and the java's amazing. Be sure to check out The New York Times' review.
(Details on Porter's outfit: Her new, beloved leather tote from the wonderful Bray brothers at BillyKirk; Anthropologie turtleneck, YSL belt, Ralph Lauren cowboy skirt (mine from 7th grade), Jil Sander flats).
These high school gals certainly approached the "fastest sport in the world" with unbridled ferocity. It's quite exhausting even looking at the pictures. Perhaps these are what inspired ole Ho Ho to give his inheritance to Sterling Cooper.
Charlie Roberts seems to love charts, albeit, teeny tiny charts that visually play out stories and themes for the closest of observers. 300 of these little drawings, including this relatively large, scrap book-ier one (8.25" x 8.25"), will go up at Richard Heller Gallery on Saturday, September 5.