How does a plane just disappear?
Some childhood trends do NOT need a movie.
Lady Gaga must be cold…
Whoa there, Halle Barry!
We heart fab and cheap sunglasses.
Wow, our government is really stupid.
How does a plane just disappear?
Some childhood trends do NOT need a movie.
Lady Gaga must be cold…
Whoa there, Halle Barry!
We heart fab and cheap sunglasses.
Wow, our government is really stupid.

I was born in New York, I live and work and play in New York, and chances are I’ll die in New York (hopefully not too soon). So I’ve taken a lot (lot LOT) of rides on the subway and the Long Island Railroad. And it has mostly sucked.Yesterday, during one subway ride alone, I experienced three (THREE!!!) subway faux pas(es?) during a 45-minute commute. Look, enough is enough. The time has come, my friends! Rules must be set in place. Action must be taken.
So here, for your thoughtful perusal, are my 8 Arbitrary Rules of Public Transportation:
(1) Thou Shall Not Hit Others In The Head With Thy Weave.
I’m minding my own business, listening to Weezer and wondering whether or not I’m going to be late to class, when these two women with orange faces and giant sunglasses (you know what I’m talking about? you know what I’m talking about) get on the train and sit practically on top of me. They are screaming about some other women that they apparently don’t like. And then–Weave Woman, who has the LARGEST blonde ponytail you have ever seen, WHACKS me in the face with her “hair.” This happens four more times before I finally can’t deal and I move. She never says sorry. Weave Woman, learn the rules. Read More »
If only there was a way to interview the monkey!
Last Tuesday, passengers aboard a Spirit Airlines jet flying from New York to Florida had a bit more to deal with than those impossible-to-open peanut bags.
Seems one of their fellow travelers had decided it was totally okay for him to shove a monkey into his hat and bring it aboard.
The strange, strange man, who had originally departed from Lima, Peru, somehow managed to hide the tiny creature “inside his ponytail” and underneath his cap while he boarded the plane, his cover blown only after the animal climbed out of it’s hiding place halfway through the trip.
This story obviously begs a few questions:
First, just how big was the man’s ponytail, and why did no one notice there was a monkey in it?
Second, how come I’m forced to practically strip before I board a plane, but this dude managed to smuggle a living creature onboard underneath a hat? Read More »