I hope you intrepid New Yorkers will brave the cold and the wind tonight at the South Street Seaport to attend March's entry in the New York Review of Science Fiction Reading Series. I am guest-curating, and I'm very pleased that our readers tonight will be
Snowflakes ride updrafts in Brownian reels outside my twelfth-floor window.
Gawker is reporting a "huge explosion" at Times Square, in front of the Conde Nast Building. I hear sirens.
From the New York section of this morning's Sun: Mormons Make Inroads on Upper East Side I'm just thinking of all the poor coffee vendors on the Upper East. How many of them do you think stock Postum?
Yesterday's Times had an interesting and often amusing article about how haggis in America has mutated into something rather tastier than one can gets in Scotland, thanks in part to the fact that FDA regulations and other factors prevent the use of much of the offal that traditionally
Holy shit, it was snowing when I got out of the subway! Of course, by the time I got to the office I could see blue sky and the snow had almost petered out. And now the sun is shining through my office window. All in ten minutes. Maybe it
Gothamist has a roundup of reports on the Manhattan gas smell. Turns out my wife is one of the (numerous) folks who called 911 this morning to report it.
There are a lot of sirens racing to and fro in midtown, maybe in search of the source of this mysterious smell that's hanging around: http://www.nytimes.com/2007/01/08/nyregion/08cnd-odor.html http://www.ny1.com/ny1/content/index.jsp?stid=1&aid=65718
Possible good news for hungry New Yorkers, and for certain out-of-towners of our acquaintance. The late Second Ave. Deli may be making a comeback in Murray Hill. The New York Sun has the story. That's not far from my office. Oh, I'm salivating! (Via █████. Thanks!)
Speaking of which, I have a subway-tracks story of my own, though I was no hero, believe me. I had lived in New York only about two years when I let someone do something stupid. It was late at night and I was waiting for the train on a thinly
This brief article from the New York Times begins by asking who hasn't thought about what you'd do if you fell onto the subway tracks. I've certainly wondered, and more to the point I've wondered what it would be like to press
Damn, this is a shame, and damn, I wish I'd known sooner: http://www.nytimes.com/2006/12/31/nyregion/31coliseum.html
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