Manhattan Offender

You depend on your iPhone for everything, including your cocaine dependency.

In the first paragraph of a press release, LOGO explains why it is unwatchable.

Press releases, generally, promote information that would never be news.  From LOGO today:

Logo, the gay and lesbian-themed network from MTV Networks, pays homage to the pioneers of today who are transforming and defining tomorrow’s pop culture with the second annual “NewNowNext Awards” 2009. Hosted by RuPaul, the world’s most famous drag queen, this year’s celebration will feature a number of special guests and performers including Britney Spears who will be honored with the Always Next, Forever Now Award. Given annually, this special award pays homage to beloved LGBT icons.

Emphasis mine.

Caption this.

Seriously. Words have, for once, failed me.

Astoria State Senator George Onorato refuses to meet with gay constituents. Or their moms. And he hates puppies.

A haiku regarding that plane circling Manhattan which freaked everybody out, for a moment.

Hey there, FAA!
Using Photoshop would have
Saved tons of money.

Local gay bar (with low ceilings) creates shrine for deceased gay icon (Bea Arthur) that did not die of bird flu, despite what you've heard.

Location:  Nowhere Bar, East Village
Photo via:  Dan

With the economy in freefall, no one is leaving town for their share house in Bridgefiretauk so we'll all just pile on top of each other this summer.

Seriously. Some random's blanket is totally abutting mine. Like, ack, random. And his Zip-Loc of sunblocks is partially in my space, too.

Location:  Christopher Street Pier

Bea Arthur (1922 - 2009) kept young by keeping in touch with the world around her as this (perhaps best ever) clip shows. (And it's not from Maude or The Golden Girls.)

Via Celene in Atlanta.

Offensive - Limelight is now a sample sale space!

Mitigating factor is my new pair of Gucci shades. Essentially it's the remaining inventory of former SoHo store, Lounge.

Offensive - Manhattan's worst building?

Rising up from 23rd Street like a scar on the sky, this lot downgraded to a nasty blemish of glass and steel from a junkie-laden McDonald's.