Is it me, or is Tylenol encouraging some mightily unhealthy lifestyle choices in this subway station advertisement?

Got a hunger headache? Don’t eat an apple. Eat some pills instead.

I emailed this photo to the spokeswoman for the The National Eating Disorders Association. She thanked me for my “sensitivity to the issue,” but didn’t think Tylenol was encouraging people to skip meals.
I still think it’s just as easy to grab a Cliff Bar as it is a bottle of synthetic painkillers.

As a reporter, there is a unique pleasure that comes with delving into the yellower side of journalism. Or, in this case, I suppose it’s the orange, cheese flavored side.

Mayor’s munchies trump city policy

My story sent the Times off to the local drug store for some investigative reporting of their own.
Mayor Bloomberg and the Cheez-Its

Been away for awhile, but got some photos from last month’s trip to Buenos Aires.

http://www.flickr.com/photos/justinrocket/sets/72157603816140941/

See that drunk ass Santa laying in the gutter right outside my apartment building? (Keep in mind that it is past midnight and the temperature is a breezy 19 degrees.) See those two sympathetic passersby shaking Santa and trying to rouse him before frostbite sets in and he loses a few toes? Maybe even his life? Just another inspiring instance of the Christmas Spirit in action. Warms the heart, no? If this was late February those girls would have let the faux-Clause die where he lay.

Come join me in bed.

Who hasn’t had the pleasure of a leisurely Sunday drive down the Jersey Turnpike? Or a few unprofitable hours passed in the geriatric company of fellow gamblers in an Atlantic City casino? But who among us can claim to have embarked on a self-guided walking tour of that fabled land across the river- Jersey City itself? I am humbled to report, that yes, the pleasure was recently mine.

See more of scenic Jersey City

Absinthe fans recreate the drink’s 1910 heyday at a recent launch party in SoHo.

Ever heard of “thujone.” You’re not alone. Most of the lovers of Absinthe, the storied liquor of bohemian excess, probably never heard of it either. But thujone is the drink’s “active” ingredient. As in, the part that is supposed to make you write French poetry and have sex with a tree. For decades the stuff has been banned in the U.S., but now it’s back!
Not much of it, but 10 parts thujone per million is now legal. Unsurprisingly, that’s just the ratio found in Kubler brand Absinthe, marketed as the first authentic Swiss Absinthe to hit the U.S. market in 100 years. I drank a few glasses recently, and while the city’s trees went unmolested, I’m happy to report that it is a pretty nice buzz. Whether that’s due to thujone or just the 124-proof alcohol content is uncertain, and soon to be the source of much intoxicated debate in local bars.

David Byrne, lead singer of the Talking Heads, has been a bike commuter in NYC for almost 30 years.

Last weekend he gave a talk to the New Yorker festival about his two-wheeled fun.

Music star pushes cycling lifestyle

Just about a year ago he joined former Bogotá mayor Enrique Peñalosa at a similar talk and ride up the West Side Highway.

Byrne Bikes for Beep

He comes across as quite the humble rock star. Perhaps it’s hard to be overly concerned with fame when you come within inches of being flattened by speeding yellow cabs on a daily basis.

Conversing last month with author Tama Janowitz, I found moments of thoughtfulness that seem totally absent from her writing.
There were also long ramblings about nothing I cared about, which I find in abundance in her breakthrough collection of short stories, “The Slaves of New York” (1986). Reviews of her later novels leads me to think rambling is one of her proclivities.
So we’re chatting away and she drops something like this, “People are so nostalgic for the New York City of the 1980s, but back then we all talked about the 60s like they were some incredible time that we missed out on. The 1980s weren’t that amazing.”
This in stark contrast to what’s written in Patrick McMullan’s “so8os: A Photographic Diary of a Decade.” (2003) There we learn that: The 80s made the 60s look like the 50s.
Worth noting that Tama is listed on so80s’ writing credits.

You might assume that a graduate of, not one but two major universities would have gleaned the smarts to know that consuming 6,500 calories and 283 grams of fat in 30 minutes is not healthy. On this point, however, you would be wrong. Last night I joined two others amNewYork staffers in a contest of digestive stamina. The results were glorious, if not entirely pleasant. Gawker’s Richard Blakeley was there to capture the mastication.

http://gawker.com/news/notag/vending-machine-challenge-eat-the-onion-246068.php