This weekend, police in Brooklyn, New York, busted some folks who were grilling on the sidewalk — which, I didn’t know until reading this New York Daily News article, is illegal. But a “melee” broke out, with several of the parties resisting arrest. Now there are photographs being distributed by a community advocacy group which purport to show a NYPD officer with his arm in an illegal chokehold around a woman, Rosan Miller, who is seven-months pregnant. Keep reading »
We are at odds in The Frisky’s office about the bouncy boob castle, which will appear at The Museum of Sex in New York City (incidentally, down the street from us) beginning June 26th. The Freudian wonderland is a creation of Bompas & Parr, London-based conceptual artists. Everyone but me wants to hop around on those tatas with wild abandon. What can I say? Nipples read as “sensitive” to me — I’d rather hop all over an inflatable butt bouncy castle. Next exhibit? [Paper Mag]
New York City has reached a $40 million settlement with the five wrongfully convicted men who as teenagers were falsely accused and imprisoned for an attack on a jogger.
In 1989, a white female investment banker named Trisha Meili was brutally beaten and raped while jogging in Central Park at nighttime. Meili fell into a coma and remembers nothing about the attack. The NYPD pinned the brutality on five Black and Latino teenaged boys, despite the fact that some of the evidence didn’t add up. Keep reading »
A heart surgeon, a hedge fund manager, a financial manager, and a lawyer walk into a bar …
But nope, this is not a joke: these four men have all been victims of a convoluted extortion plot. Usually when you read about someone being blackmailed with incriminating photos, it’s a woman who is a victim of “revenge porn.” But these guys recently were the victims of a cuh-razy drug/robbery/blackmail scheme by four exotic dancers they met up with at bars. Keep reading »
TablehoppingNY just released a list of the most expensive dishes in New York City and I am honestly disturbed that anyone would pay $25,000 for an ice cream sundae. Like a twisted version of the glow-in-the-dark figurine at the bottom of your Frosted Fruit Loops, the $25K sundae at Serendipity 3 sits on top of a sticky 18-karat gold and diamond bracelet. All I can say is, for $25,000, this sundae better turn your shit gold. [TablehoppingNY]
It’s not often that I endorse dragging your butt to go see a movie in the theater. Tickets cost as much as a cocktail, theatergoers are rude, the floors are sticky, and you can watch pretty much anything you want on Netflix and Hulu now anyway. But really, go see “Obvious Child,” starring Jenny Slate, Gaby Hoffman and Jake Lacy, which opens this weekend in NYC and LA (before heading to theaters nationwide this month). You heard me: GO! Here are six reasons why you can’t miss this movie … Spoilers ahead! Keep reading »