8 Questions With Author David Zweig

True confessions: I always really dig books in which the main characters are even more neurotic and fucked up than I am--and yeah, I don't really come across many. And so for that reason (plus a shitload of others), I seriously dug David Zweig's new book: Swimming Inside the Sun.

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Ain't No Thang But A Chicken Wing

Have you ever been eating a hot, delicious $0.40 chicken wing on "Wing Tuesday" at Buffalo Wild Wings and thought to yourself: "this is so fucking good I could seriously stab or shoot someone right now!"

Oh wait...

(via Gothamist)

The Park Slope 100

Buckle your seatbelts, bitches...its that time of year again.

Only the Blog Knows Brooklyn is putting together their yearly Park Slope 100 list and is looking for suggestions.

In case you're wondering what the fuck the Park Slope 100 is, voila:

"The Park Slope 100 is 100 stories, 100 ways of looking at the world, 100 inspiring people, places and things in and around Park Slope. It can be a person, a place, a thing, even an event. Let me know who, what and where was notable and powerful and 2009. One tip: I especially like people who direct their energies outward towards the better good of others in some way."

Wow, that last line TOTALLY sounds like FIPS, riiiight?

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All The Cool Bands Come From Brooklyn

No. 25 Amazing Baby (photo courtesy of the band for NY Mag)

So yeah: in addition to being the bloggiest borough, the best place to raise kids, the best place to be a celebrity, the best place to write a book lampooning your nabe, the best place to bring your bebe to a bar, and the best place to get laid, Brooklyn also has the best bands.

NY Mag says so.

And here are their picks for the 40 best ones.

Marathons & Basset Hounds

photo: Michael Nagle for the NYT

Wanting to participate in the marathon hooopla, with no actual desire to run, this NYT reporter dude decided to walk around his Park Slope block 75 times, covering 26.2 miles--you  know, just like the NYC marathon!

I wasn't really able to pull out too many interesting tidbits from the journey he made (construction crew worked on building! 10-year-old walked her dog while reading a wizard book! A fat guy stood at his gate!), except for the fact that the reporter attempted to make this journey with his dog--a Basset Hound mix named Barnaby. And, needless to say, you know how we feel about Basset Hounds round here.

YO, Barnaby! Welcome to the Basset Hound crew of Park Slope! So far we've got: Oliver (duh), Oliver's neighborhood Basset BFF Bill, our down the street bud Rudy, a new recruit--Clementine, the marvelous little Maggie, a Basset I recently ran into at the farmer's market--Freddie, and I think Greg met a new sista recently named Precious. *If you have a Basset Hound and I've left you out, please email us immediately so that we can officially add you to the BH Park Slope Crew.

Thankfully, Barnaby was not required to walk all 75 laps around the block, because then Barnaby would be probably be dead (a 5k would be pretty frigin challenging for a Basset).

Anyway.

So this fake all-day marathon happened in Park Slope last week with a NYT reporter and his dog, and then the *real* NYC marathon happened yesterday.

Park Slope Sketched

Holy shit, is this cool!

So, this rad architect dude, James Anzalone, does these rockin, detailed sketches of a bunch of Park Slope landmarks, and publishes them all to his blog.

LOVE.

JONATHAN AMES: I WILL GIVE YOU A TIVO!

I was tickeled pink to learn that after his pleas for help on Twitter, HBO bought our fave BK writer, Jonathan Ames, (who's new show Bored to Death I'm seriously digging), a TV to...uhm...watch his own fucking hit show.

If you thought that most writers who write hit TV shows have their OWN TV's to watch em on, well then I guess yo'd be very fucking wrong.

Anyway.

As you all know, FIPS CARES!

So I just wanted to put it out there, that we here are FIPS are actually willing to take this shit one step further: we will give you a TIVO, Jonathan Ames!

Yes, I'm totally fucking serious!

I want you to have a Tivo of your very own.

We have an extra old Tivo that we're not using, and I think this is *exactly* what you need to take things to the next level with your whole new TV watching life, Jonathan. I will even come over and show your ass how to use the thing!

So yeah...if you wanna watch Dancing With the Stars, and Glee and SYTYCD, and Million Dollar Listing, and Flash Forward, and Modern Family and all that other good shit along with Bored to Death, you best send me an email stat (effedinparkslope at gmail dot com)!

I'm here for you, brotha!

How To Smoke Crack

For those of you who really wanna take this whole BALLER thing to the outer limits, the NY Observer has a wonderful how-to guide on how to be a crack smoking hipster. Cause, you know, "crack is back."

"On my way to meet the Last Crack Hipster, I bought a soda at a bodega around the corner from where he lives in Brooklyn. I must have missed him by a minute. The bodega sells crack pipes, too. Most bodegas in the city do. The pipes used to be disguised as glass tubes, corked at both ends, containing tiny roses. No one bought them for the roses. Now they come in the form of pens: The “straw” that’s normally plastic on a Bic pen is glass. Who wants a glass pen? The pen works, yes. It is genius. At some places, if you ask for a “demo,” you get just the part used for a pipe."

Daym, I have enough trouble finding a bodega that stocks my fucking devil dogs, and these bitches are selling little "crack kits!?"

I mean, that is pretty convenient, though still not quite as convenient as a weed delivery guy. Jus sayin...

Anyway.

You heard it here first BREEDERS. So, if you're smart-assed teen is all "I'm off to the bodega to go grab a crack kit, er snack! Just a snack!," now you'll know what's *really* going down.

You're welcome.

(NY Observer via Gothamist)

Bay Ridge Recycles Shit Better Than Park Slope

Apparently Bay Ridge is recycling 4% more of their shit than we are and I, for one, think that that's appalling.

At times like these, I always like to use a quote from my FAVEMOVIEOFALLTIME Top Gun in order to get you bitches motivated:

Stinger: And let's not bullshit, Maverick. Your family name ain't the best in the Navy. You need to be doing it better and cleaner than the other guy. Now what is it with you?

Maverick: Just want to serve my country and be the best fighter pilot in the Navy, sir!

Stinger: Don't screw around with me, Maverick. You're one hell of an instinctive pilot. Maybe too good. I'd like to bust your butt but I can't. I got another problem here. I gotta send somebody from this squadron to Miramar. I gotta do something here, I still can't believe it. I gotta give you your dream shot! I'm gonna send you up against the best. You two characters, are going to Top Gun. For five weeks, you'll be flying against the best fighter pilots in the Navy. You guys were number two, Cougar was number one. Cougar lost it-turned in his wings. You guys are number one.

So?? Do you want to be NUMBER ONE, PEOPLE?? Do you want to KICK BAY RIDGE'S ASS?? If so, get the fuck out there and recycle some goddammned kombucha drink bottles already.

(via NY Daily News)

LIVE FROM GREENPOINT: MIDNWTFS!

Miss Heather from NY Shitty taught me a new word last week (and sent us this pic!): MIDNWTF.

Loves.

(p.s. This was taken in the basement of the Lutheran Church of the Messiah--halleleujah!).