My favorite agent, recently posted on her blog a helpful piece called “Little Things That Irk (a lot),” an honest effort to help authors to NOT piss off an agent before she even has a chance to digest your query. I like Ayesha, and I agree with everything on her list, and even… Read full post »

by J.D. Oxblood

I just got engaged, which, as a straight man, is an odd thing to be announcing in New York City in the late summer of 2011.  And I’m indebted to the homosexuals of my city for the fact that, no matter how many people I tell I’m… Read full post »

It wouldn’t be getting so much attention if “touch my junk” weren’t so inherently funny.  That, and the timing of the TSA fiasco is maybe a little too prompt, considering we’re on the verge of the busiest travel season in Uh-merica.  Career burlesquer/… Read full post »

This week, Princess Madeleine of Sweden broke off her engagement with D-bag-of-the-hour Jonas Bergstrom, allegedly because he cheated on her with slut-of-the-hour Tora Uppstrom Berg.  She says that she didn’t know who he was.  I can almost buy that.  She’s quoted as saying,… Read full post »

If pole dancing is slowly making the transition from seedy strip-club standard to middle-class workout routine, what kind of entertainment is it? High-brow? Low-class? Exhibit A: Middle-aged woman takes pole classes to get a good workout, entertains her husband. Great for him, not likely to go viral… Read full post »

As per usual, our coverage will be extensive, persuasive, and evasive.  The first chapter--coverage from last night's teaser party--is up already, and as the weekend continues we'll be throwing it up Gonzo-style as quick as we can.  Once again, with fab photos from shuttermaven Melody… Read full post »

I’ve never really had a strong feeling about New Year’s—other than the general sinking feeling that it was amateur’s night out, that every bar would be packed with misbehaving D-bags, that the drivers on the road lack the training necessary for successful drunk driving, etc. F… Read full post »

Michael Jackson, Lorin Maazel, Farrah Fawcett, Mermaid Day Parade, and other June-ish musings of a bad blogger

By J.D. Oxblood

It’s true I’ve been out of the loop.  Day gigs suck, that’s all I can say, and since good writers are now of less value than a… Read full post »

Putting the 'Vega' back in Las Vegas

by J.D. Oxblood

(Note: for fabulous pictures of the bathing beauties from the Pool Party, click Here.)

Pulling up a porcelain chair in the McCarren airport, I think, I could use some vegetables. I could use a drink that doesn’t cont… Read full post »

by J.D. Oxblood

I’ve trolled the sources and, as usual, the best coverage comes from the AP.

It’s a sad day in the world today, as we mourn the passing of one of our favorites, one who made our days a little more pleasant, whether it be from reruns of “Kung Fu,”… Read full post »

Or: a categorical thesis on the recycled recycling of recyclables in pop culture

by J.D. Oxblood

I knew we were in bad shape during the previews.  Sandwiched in between trailers for the latest installment of the “Terminator” franchise and the sequel to “Transformers” was… Read full post »

It’s well-documented and downright hilarious that Attorney Generals are going after Craigslist CEO Jim Buckmaster for the prostitution ads on the well-worn website.  Just last week South Carolina led the charge, offering up this tasty morsel: over a two-year period, sheriff&/… Read full post »

The Curse of Birdstone Lives on in the Blood of Mine That Bird

By J.D. Oxblood

What does the Kentucky Derby have to do with New York City, anyway?  The answer is twofold:  the Kentucky Derby is the first of three races in the… Read full post »