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Artists who sell their souls to corporate America may not have integrity but they drive nice cars. Bloggers who sell their souls to marketing firms may not earn the love of their readership but they get free theater tickets. Such is the case with me and a very secret, very powerful organization which sends me…

I’ve become addicted to “The Office” (the American version). I think it’s the best comedy on TV. Having just watched the entire first and second seasons on iTunes, I share with you a moment from when Michael Scott comes to New York (The Valentine’s Day episode.) He narrates from Times Square. Michael: “Most people, when…
Many of you may have read my Del Posto review a few posts down. What many of you may not know is that yesterday the strangest, scariest thing in the WORLD happened to me. I was walking my usual walk on Waverly, towards Washington Square Park, when I realized I was standing in front of…
At a pizza parlor tonight with five playwrights and one playwriting teacher, the topic came up of what we wanted on our pizza. “I like everything,” said our teacher. “Just not anchovies.” “Why don’t you like anchovies?” I asked. “I dunno,” she said. “They’re just slimy and gross. I don’t like to look at them.”…
Listen for the man in the van at the end. His statement is pretty dead-on. [And for the record, we didn’t wait. We still have our pride.]

Maybe tea bags have low self-esteem. After all, most tea bags–once employed–become soggy and useless and are thrown in the trash without so much as a second thought. One dunk and you’re sunk: that’s what it means to be a tea bag. Unless, that is, you’re an Adagio tea bag. If you’re an Adagio tea…

Ladies and gentlemen, gather around, please. The year is drawing to a close. Tomorrow night, in fact, a great ball will drop in Times Square and we’ll ring in a New Year. Before that happens, shouldn’t we reflect on the year that’s passed? News shows do it, so why can’t eggs in my friend Lisa’s…
This is too good not to post. Sent in by site reader Josh, here’s Sandra Lee’s Kwanzaa Cake complete with corn nuts, popcorn and “apple filling.” Special equipment? Kwanzaa candles. Oh and a cyanide caplet for after you’re done. A belated Happy Holidays to everyone out there!
Last year, we played Secret Cookbook Santa to joyous effect. All participants were assigned a Santee to whom they sent a cookbook (preferably one of the Santee’s choosing) and they, in turn, received one of their own. The spirit of the season infected everyone involved and many were so buzzed they combusted on the spot.…
For those who cheered the advent of the Gourmet Cupid here’s a little update: We’ve had 53 entries so far. Of those 53, I’ve successfully paired up two “couples” who are still in the planning stages of their first dates. When they do finally go out, they’ve been instructed to bring along a camera and…