October 6, 2006
Extra, Extra
-- Coming soon to Tribeca: William Tucker's "The Promise" may be the ugliest piece of public sculpture we've ever seen.
-- "They Might Be Suffering From Pituitary Gigantism": a list that will amuse a very small number of TMBG fans.
-- The Brooklyn Papers picked an amusing shot of Maggie Gyllenhaal to illustrate a story about celebs moving to Brooklyn. Apparently the best house she and Peter Sarsgaard could afford was a $1.75m townhouse on Sterling near 5th Avenue. Sad!
-- Cooper Union is knocking down the Hewitt Building on 3rd Avenue to build a crazy looking post-modern building. Kids with studios there are being forced to relocate to Long Island City.
-- This is easily the most disturbing shot we've ever seen on Flickr. WARNING: it was tagged "there is no such thing as a good looking scrotum".
-- So, so sad! The Catskill Game Farm is closing, and people are worried the animals will get sold to horrible "canned hunt" ranches.
-- "Bra Unhooking Record Attempt Fails in NYC." The headline says it all-- but you should still check out the video.
-- Nice work by the Major Case Squad: They caught a bank robber who had hit 9 Wachovia banks while he was staking out his 10th; the MCS chose it because it was one he hadn't robbed yet!
-- We didn't report on Kapporot last week. That's a Jewish holiday-- "the ritual involves transferring a person’s sin to a live chicken."
Guy strips to underwear at Second Avenue via Gothamist Labs. More evidence: still pix by Shi11.
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Thanks for the mention on the Moon Festival.
Warm, sweet mooncakes. mmmm.
Jake, between white cocks and baggy scrotums, you sure do seem to spend a lot of time thinking about penises.
That's a shame about the game farm. I have fond childhood memories of those little coin-operated food pellet dispensers. Even though the stuff was intended for the animals, it was actually pretty tasty. One of the Llama, one for me...
Wow, I never heard of Kapparot.
Then again, I never heard of transferring my sins to a chicken either. Tell me, wouldn't killing the poor thing right after I just finished loading it up with all my sins be, like, ...you know ...A NEW SIN?.
I mean I can't speakout for all chickens but it sure don't sound fair to me. Convenient yes, but fair, definitely no.
What kinda God would be happy with my chicken-killin ways anyhow?.
Religion is such bullcrap.
""What kinda God would be happy with my chicken-killin ways anyhow?.""
Lol. When you die God would be like;
GOD -"Why did you kill that chicken?".
GUY#1 -"To eat it sir"
GOD -"I understand my son, go ahead".
GOD -"Why did you kill that chicken?".
GUY#2 -"To eat it sir"
GOD -"I understand my son, go ahead".
GOD -"Why did you kill that chicken?".
GUY#3 -"To transfer my sins to it and then please you by twisting it's scrawny little neck until I ripped off the head and splattered blood all over the place!""
GOD -"SMACK! ..you fucking sick retard!".
Oh shits. Now Anthony Bourdain is going to get all up in here and lecture you about how it's humane to tear the heads off chickens, and how they actually like receiving your sins and having their heads ripped off, and how uncultured you are because you've never torn the head off of any bird Ozzy Osbourne style.
That article about Maggie G., Michelle W. and Heath L. is unbelievable - that'd be the day I'd spend $3.6m to live on Hoyt Street.