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Let's take a break from our scheduled douchebaggery to pause for a minute and appreciate the fact that I'm on McSweeney's Internet Tendency. 

My post?  A short imagined monologue from a screenwriter wondering how the hell he's going to come up with an original plot for a new episode of Law & Order: SVU.

Read it here.


[SHAMELESS SELF-PROMOTION] 10 Things We Love About 7th Avenue

Anyone living in New York should take a look at the "10 Things We Love About 7th Avenue" feature I wrote for Time Out New York this week.

There's a bunch of great shit on that list, AND if you go to these stores, there is a very good chance you'll run into me, stumbling home from my local bodega, hungover with a bottle of ginger ale. 

See you out there!


[LINKED] Million Dollar Decorators Recaps

If you caught the premiere episode of Million Dollar Decorators last night, you know that it was RIDICULOUS.

These people say things like, "I don't get out of bed for less than one million dollars" and "I think my job is more important than the President of the United States."

I'll be doing weekly recaps over at Design Blahg, and I promise that they will always be at least partially hilarious. 

Check out the first one here.


[LINKED] Shameless Self-Promotion

In case you missed it (what, you don't track my every move?), I wrote an apology letter to New York City over at Fucked in Park Slope.

The basis for it was that there are a million douchey love letters to New York City out there, written by Carrie Bradshaw wannabes that include sentences like "LOL thanks for having every form of take-out ever because I use my stove as a place to store all of my shoes!"  Guess what, girls?  That's not charming or New York-y, that's what the scientific community would classify as a "borderline hoarder tendencies."

There are also a bunch of irreverent "manuals" to living in New York City, which are usually plastered all over the Facebook pages of girls you went to high school with who love cupcakes.  They say things like, "picture hearing a man playing the saxophone outside your bedroom window. End up hearing a lot of sirens instead. Figure it’s okay because it’s New York and you’re still so happy to be here."

Yeah, okay. 

What it comes down to is that while New York is a giant asshole, so are you.  Maybe it's time to apologize.

And though I'm someone who has literally apologized to more than one person by quoting lyrics from Ruben Studdard's "Sorry 2004," (what I'm trying to say here is that apologies are not my strong suit), I think it might be time to try to apologize to New York.  For all of my drunken shenanigans, for all of the complaining, for EVERYTHING.

Read it here.


Every Day With Rachael Ray: Two Takes on Nashville

Out of the department of "shameless self-promotion" comes this little gem: my article in the June/July issue of Every Day With Rachael Ray!

I interviewed country singers Trisha Yearwood and Justin Townes Earle to get their best picks of where you should go, what you should do, and of course, where you should eat.