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Entries from June 1, 2014 - June 30, 2014

Monday
Jun302014

Car Service Shakedown at Atlantic Center 

A friend o'FIPS wrote in to vent frustration after a recent trip to Target and back via car service:

A few weeks ago, I took a car service from 2nd Street and 7th Avenue to Target to do some shopping. The cost of that trip was $7 (before tip). I did my shopping and ended up with two large bags of stuff to shlep home, so I hopped in one of the cars lined up on the Target side of the street, assuming I would pay the same to get back home, or, at the very least, close to the same. I was completely shocked when we reached 2nd and 7th and the driver said I owed him $21.00. WTF?! I asked the driver how it could be possible that the reverse trip cost me a third of that price, and he claimed that in order to wait on that line, he (and I guess the other drivers) have to pay $600/month. Even so, I felt totally taken. Has anyone else had this experience, or am I a total schmuck?

Hmmmm...anyone out there have this happen to them? Seems pretty shady to us.

Monday
Jun302014

Andray Blatche loves Brooklyn. Really, he does.

Soon to be former Brooklyn Net, Andray Blatche, gave our favorite borough the middle finger via Instagram on Saturday night. For the sake of accuracy/attorneys: He didn't literally post a middle finger; He literally posted "Fuck Brooklyn". The sentiment was quickly retracted and/or dismissed via a statement on Twitter, claiming that Blatche's Instagram account had been hacked. His explanation seems fully plausible to me. I have personally discovered myself to be the victim of social media hacking on countless occasions, upon sobering up.

While it could be inferred that Blatche may have been upset with the Brooklyn Nets due to the likely ouster of player favorite Head Coach Jason Kidd, or his own negotiations with the team, Brooklynites know that the real reason for his "Fuck Brooklyn" post is probably one of the following:

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Monday
Jun302014

BBQ? NIMBY!

Aghast at the "prospect" that common folk (like those without yards, money, etc) might want to participate in the Great American Pastime ™ of BBQ'ing, a select group of nearby residents and others have come together to try and ban all cooking in Prospect Park, assuming you're cooking on a BBQ.

A 50 year-old leads a band of 50 with a Change.org petition asking liberal do-gooder Mayor DeBlasio to exert his powers of evil on banning the illegal smokeouts. The illegal fires in non-approved areas are serving up such delicious treats as steaks, burgers, corn, grilled kale, and possibly meth, all while ruining the grass when illegal coals are dumped on the grass. The anti-charcoal activist also considers the approved fire pits a hazard and want them shut down, as well.

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Friday
Jun272014

FIPS JUICY: BEST STORIES OF THE WEEK

Friday
Jun272014

The Science of the Supercollider

There was the time when the particle-accelerating Superconducting Super Collider didn't work out. It was 1993 & Congress & Clinton were scared of science & thus decided to stop the construction of a particle accelerator complex in Texas. 'Merica don't need no ding dang particle 'celrater figurin' out black holes & tramplin' on the Yellow Rose! Switzerland currently houses the current, updated version of the Super Collider.

There was the time when Radiohead released a song called "Supercollider" that was probably made with the SuperCollider programming language or some shit.

There was the time in 2013 when a new bar called "Supercollider" opened up on 4th Ave & 17th in Brooklyn, on an area of 4th Ave that's QUITE devoid of bars.

There was the time I went to Supercollider with friends & probably drank a few too many craft beers.

There was the time I went to Supercollider with friends & probably drank a few too many craft beers.

There was the time I went to Supercollider with friends & probably drank a few too many craft beers.

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