I heard a woman rap the rap part of Eyes Without a Face at an adult guitar recital this weekend and Brooklyn, and was 100% inspired to draw a quick homage. GIGOLO POOL. (Though, I always thought it was “gigolo cool?”)
I always eat two slices of cheese pizza from New York pizzerias and I just learned … they may be 400–500 each. This is my pizza PSA.
I was walking around Coney Island and a Great Black-backed Gull (size: between a crow and a goose) on the sidewalk was swallowing a hamburger bun whole. A lady in a ticket booth nearby, now open for the season, booms out on her microphone, “IT’S A BIG ONE, ISN’T IT?”
My heart attack? Yes, I think it is the Big One.
The MoCCA Fest Arts Festival wrapped up its 2019 edition yesterday in New York City. Here are a few things I want MoCCA to do again next year, and what I want it to add (or take away — nylon giants are especially scary for introverts).
10/10 awesome time. Would do again.
Here they are on Twitter.