Here is a picture of sandwich-chomping loser (of weight) Jared Fogle hanging out with (worst U.S. president of all time) winner George W. Bush. Why? I don’t know! More
Tips on warding off subway perverts from the awesome Nicola Briggs – Remember Nicola? The total badass who brought a perv to justice after he exposed himself to her on the train? Turns out she’s a tai chi teacher as well as an all-around awesome lady — and she’s got a video every train-taking woman should watch. (Jezebel)
Over at The Hairpin, Hallie Kiefer has written a post about how offended she got when someone mistook her for a pregnant woman on the subway. While I can see how this might be taken as an insult, I think she is overlooking the obvious benefits of being mistaken for a pregnant woman on public transportation.
First of all, do you know how hard it is to get a seat on a crowded subway car? And while I’d never try to scam an actual pregnant woman out of a seat on the train, there are plenty of people who don’t need all the space they take up on the subway. And pretending to be pregnant on the subway is one of the most reliable ways to get people to treat you better on public transportation. More
Today at NYU Local, writer Annie Werner tackles the issue of “boredom crushes”, when students acquire crushes on people nearby when they’re bored in class. Annie is not alone in witnessing this phenomenon. But they’re not limited to the class room. I get boredom crushes all the time, and I take them with me all over the city.
My most fruitful boredom crush hot spot of late has been delis. For example, when I’m up late catching up on tivo’d Grey’s Anatomy, I incentivize myself to go out into the cold for the requisite cry-while-I-eat Haagen Dazs with a boredom crush or two. The Egyptian deli guy around the corner is definitely hot – and was definitely flirting with me last time I went in. But this might be becoming a problem. More
Hai guys! What’s up? It’s certainly early in the morning, and you, like myself, are probably on your way to your respective jobs, meaning that for all intents and purposes, that hot, steamy session of tantric sex you engaged in last night in one of your Brooklyn apartments off the L-train is now just a fond memory. You will have to go back to the daily grind, as it were, with only minimal phone/gchat/Skype contact. Lame! But please be advised: If you attempt to recreate any part of your foreplay last night on this overly-packed train at 9 a.m., I will be forced to pretend to take pictures of you until you are shamed into quitting your gross P.D.A. More
So there’s a new show premiering on Sunday night at 8 p.m. on MSG (not sure what channel this is, but it’s something run by Madison Square Garden). Here’s what they have to say: This eight episode series literally goes … More