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Bob Eckstein shares drawings and stories inspired by bookstores around New York City.


Bob Eckstein shares drawings and stories inspired by bookstores around New York City.

  • teacher: are there any classes you are struggling with?
  • me: the bourgeois
  • teacher: what
  • me: what
  • karl marx: nice


This is Cindy Moon.

In a recent re-launch of the Amazing Spider-Man series, she was introduced as a classmate of Peter Parker’s.

Like Parker, her life is transformed when a radioactive spider bites her and grants her superpowers.

Unlike her famous counterpart, she’s an Asian-American woman, making her one of the few heroes of color — let alone female heroes of color — in the entire Marvel universe.

This is especially remarkable in light of recent news: Moon, otherwise know as Silk, will be given her own comic series starting in 2015.

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Does this mean she was from QUEENS?!?! :D

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What if
all women were bigger and stronger than you
and thought they were smarter

What if
women were the ones who started wars

What if
too many of your friends had been raped by women wielding giant dildos
and no K-Y Jelly

What if
the state trooper
who pulled you over on the New Jersey Turnpike
was a woman
and carried a gun

What if
the ability to menstruate
was the prerequisite for most high-paying jobs

What if
your attractiveness to women depended
on the size of your penis

What if
every time women saw you
they’d hoot and make jerking motions with their hands

What if
women were always making jokes
about how ugly penises are
and how bad sperm tastes

What if
you had to explain what’s wrong with your car
to big sweaty women with greasy hands
who stared at your crotch
in a garage where you are surrounded
by posters of naked men with hard-ons

What if
men’s magazines featured cover photos
of 14-year-old boys
with socks
tucked into the front of their jeans
and articles like:
“How to tell if your wife is unfaithful”
“What your doctor won’t tell you about your prostate”
“The truth about impotence”

What if
the doctor who examined your prostate
was a woman
and called you “Honey”

What if
you had to inhale your boss’s stale cigar breath
as she insisted that sleeping with her
was part of the job

What if
you couldn’t get away because
the company dress code required
you wear shoes
designed to keep you from running

And what if
after all that
women still wanted you
to love them.

For the Men Who Still Don’t Get It, written 20 years ago by Carol Diehl. 

She wrote a post about the history of this poem that is worth reading.

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HERE LIES LOVE’s Conrad Ricamora on teen angst, wacky audiences & why he wants to play a villain next

SAW THIS BOY LAST NIGHT!! Playing Ninoy Aquino at the Public Theater!! [Jose Llana wins though. HE WINS]


HERE LIES LOVE’s Conrad Ricamora on teen angst, wacky audiences & why he wants to play a villain next

SAW THIS BOY LAST NIGHT!! Playing Ninoy Aquino at the Public Theater!! [Jose Llana wins though. HE WINS]

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Just spent my evening vandalizing subway stations for the sake of reminding NY folk that it is fully legal for women & female-bodied individuals to be topless and comfortable in public


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My ride or die bitch is too amazing and beautiful. 


I almost gave up on tumblring. Then this happened. 

hey look at my girlfriend’s tits!

Bernie, your tits are tumblr famous. 

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World Cup Panini Sticker Pandemonium in Queens

The global Panini World Cup sticker collecting craze is flourishing in New York City, with over 150 people of all ages trading stickers on a single block in Jackson Heights this past Sunday before the NYPD moved in to break up the massive gathering. 

Sold for $1 a pack and $2 a book, filling each teams’ stickers has been a world wide tradition for kids and adults alike since 1970 when the Italian company launched their first World Cup product.

An analog throwback in the digital age, global Panini hysteria has recently led to 300,000 sticker packs being taken in an armed robbery in Rio, a teacher getting in trouble for stealing his students’ stickers in Colombia in an attempt to complete his book, and wealthy bankers buying up scores of packs in London. 

In the past few weeks Manhattan has witnessed Panini Brazil 2014 stickers infiltrate Modell’s stores, Duane Reade pharmacies, and some in-the-know corner bodegas. But in the outer boroughs, Queens particularly, Panini sticker trading has swept the larger city, captivating whole families and even spurring entire secondary markets.   

Sticker packets and books can be bought in innumerable Colombian bakeries from Sunnyside to Corona. Grown men sit at Irish pubs on Queens Boulevard tipping back pints and swapping stickers. And spontaneous trading gatherings appear on the streets when one person sees a visible book in a stranger’s arms. Within minutes, others join in too.

Collecting spans all ages. In the last few days we traded with an enthusiastic eight year old sporting an intricate clipboard listing her doubles accompanied by her 13 year old sister, an octogenarian Uruguayan man desperately in need of missing Croatian players, and a Colombian-American who was so determined to get a Falcao sticker at the outset that he bought multiple boxes and ended up with an insane amount of doubles. 

We completed a giant 17 sticker trade with him (picking up much needed Pirlo and Falcao stickers), said our goodbyes, and then saw him running back towards us 10 minutes later to inquire about more stickers— the last two his mother needed to complete her book.  

"I’ve been here for nineteen years," Ernesto a Jackson Heights resident from Quito told me during Sunday’s massive Panini trade outside of Chivito De Oro restaurant on 37th Avenue and 84th street. "Now it’s so much safer than it was in the 90s, families are out here on the street— Ecuadorian, Colombian, American, Uruguayan, Mexican, Argentinian— and we all trade the stickers. It’s fun and it really kicks off the World Cup in the neighborhood." 

Others even drove in to trade in Jackson Heights from as far away as Connecticut. “It’s the World Cup! We can’t trade like this in Connecticut; we heard about this and had to come,” one man enthusiastically exclaimed as his son flipped through a large stack of doubles.  

In addition to trading and selling (25 cents each or 5 for a dollar) double stickers, we also witnessed a thriving secondary Panini substructure with black market dealers seemingly everywhere. One man in an Argentina jersey who we had met at a music store in Sunnyside hawking completed books for $150 the week before, was also present at the gargantuan Jackson Heights street trade selling discounted boxes and Panini t-shirts out of a shady looking duffel bag. Another elderly woman on Greenpoint Avenue was hording hundreds of individual bought stickers to sell back, at a small markup, to collectors trying to finish up the remaining slots in their books. 

Indeed, according to the Economist, “the market for the stickers is not just for kids, however; it is also for micro-economists. Getting every slot filled delivers an early lesson in probability; the value of statistical tests; the laws of supply and demand; and the importance of liquidity.” 

As Panini Brazil 2014 sticker trading reaches a global fever pitch, it is only appropriate that Queens serves as New York City’s epicenter of local/global trading. 

(Please contact us ASAP if anyone has the Brazil hologram crest #32, or Japan’s Uchida #246 to trade). 

It’s like freaking Expo and the Olympics and the trading of the pins right now. Elmhurst, represent!!


finding it funny…

that i follow so many of the blogs that I follow because they have a healthy balance of personal hobbies, memes - but mostly because they write to describe their day, post selfies. it’s like being friends without ever talking and i love the whole invitation to look into their world and their thoughts and their personal life journey.
and yet - i don’t do anything of the sort with mine.
welp - that’s a thought.


Making Art out of Waste with El Anatsui

To see more photos and videos from El Anatsui’s sculptures, explore the Bass Museum of Art location page and browse the #elanatsui hashtag on Instagram.

Ghana sculptor El Anatsui finds inspiration in the waste caused by modern consumption. He creates colorful wall sculptures out of discarded aluminum bottle caps, seals and labels produced by local distilleries in Nigeria, where he’s lived for most of his career.

El Anatsui’s current exhibit, Gravity and Grace, features twelve monumental sculptures on show at Miami’s Bass Museum of Art (@bassmuseumofart).

Next, the exhibit will be installed in other institutions across the United States, each time with a unique approach: El Anatsui encourages those installing the pieces to influence them by squeezing, stretching or reshaping the sculptures to best fit the space and context.

Keeping an eye on this guy.