One of the weirder items purchased recently in a drugstore: bandages with real silver pads:
Who Is The King Of New York Metrosexuals?
So, I sit down in my favorite seat on my favorite train and open the Fair und Balanced newspaper, ya? And what do I see? “Dmitry Paperny spends $60 a month more on grooming than fiancee Laura Rohrman.” And a full page photo of
I have to say that being a closeted metrosexual myself, I mostly spend my money on books, electronics, bay items, tools, fishing stuff and cigars. I do have some Zirh “products” in the bathroom. So,
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There was an article in the New York Post today about a kid who attempted to “subway surf” to impress his friends and died. What exactly happened is rather unclear. The police say that he hit a girder with his head and died instantly. His “friends” say that the train hit a bump and he fell off. The morons didn’t even notify the conductor (they waited until the next stop) and the next train ran over the poor dude.
There is an article about the “sport” at Village Voice with some photos:
Of course that often leads to horrible heartbreak: a photo from the Post of the boy’s mother being comforted by an NYPD police officer and a captain (the captain has gold insignia on the shoulder) after a collapse.
I think I know who the captain is (the picture in the paper was a bit clearer). It’s probably Karin Azadian, the commander of the Central Park Precinct precinct. I think she’s the only female captain in Manhattan Borough Command.
Hemmed by Book Nerds or But It’s Literature!
Yatta! Yatta! Yatta!
I finally found the bookmark management tool to end all bookmark management tools. It’s called Powermarks. And it’s just perfect.
Hey, if it’s good enough for Dr. Engelbart , it’s good enough for me.
Now, if I could only decide on an outliner…