Before heading uptown to a book party at Andy Borowitz’s elegant West End apartment last night, I checked his Twitter feed to see if he’d said anything interesting that day. The comedian’s satirical Twitter presence has earned him nearly half a million followers (sample tweet: “Maybe I’m a dreamer, but I wish mental health care were as easy to get as, say, a gun”). But to my surprise, his feed was virtually empty—and frankly, quite boring—a stark contrast to the lively account he maintained for several years.
Legends in the Fall
From the outside, at least, we didn’t see a lot of room for improvement in Andy Borowitz‘s life. Write an eponymous satire column that gets picked up by The New Yorker? Check. Be heralded as “one of the funniest people in America” by CBS News Sunday Morning? Check. Marry a successful nonfiction writer (and fellow Harvard alum) and buy a classic six on the Upper West Side? Check and check. But apparently there’s always room for improvement. Case in point Mr. Borowitz and wife Olivia Gentile have purchased an “extraordinary seven” at 294 West End Avenue.
On a recent Friday evening, we headed all the way west on 37th Street to hear New Yorker writers recount stories about being that most exciting of things—a New Yorker writer. The event was the opening night of the blitz of panels, conversations and chances to see what writers look like that is the annual New Yorker Festival.
The hangar-like space was converted into a lounge with the addition of cafe tables and chairs. A cash bar offered wine, beer and snacks in serving bowls fashioned to look like martini glasses. Snippets of conversation—overheard while we looked for a seat—sounded like, dare we say it, the premise of many a New Yorker cartoon.
Algonquin Round Table
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(Clockwise from top left: Ruth Bourdain, Jonathan Ames, Andy Cohen, Lena Dunham, and Blue Ivy Carter)
With the reopening of the Algonquin Hotel, we must consider who will be chosen for the honor of one of the 11 seats in the Algonquin Round Table.
On Monday afternoon, supreme satirist Andy Borowitz delivered one of his many daily missives on Twitter: “My wife just asked me to take out the garbage, and I said, ‘Honey, can’t hear you–I just put up a pay wall.’”
Funny stuff, though the truth is Mr. Borowitz and Olivia Gentile will never have Read More
6:30 p.m. The New York Center for Independent Publishing hosts “special” reading to celebrate Small Press Month at 20 West 44th Street, between Fifth and Sixth Avenues.
6:30 p.m. Filmmaker Peter Forgacs will give a lecture regarding “The Archaeology of Memory” at The Jewish Museum, 1109 Fifth Avenue at 92nd Street.
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Jon Stewart didn’t show, but on Monday night his co-authors in America (The Book): A Guide to Democracy Inaction turned up at the Algonquin Hotel to pick up this year’s Thurber Prize for American Humor and the check for five grand that came with it.
The duo, Ben Karlin and David Javerbaum, stressed Read More
Wednesday 28t h
SOFA, so good? In the 1990′s, your empty apartment would’ve seemed Zen, but now all that wide-open space is giving you panic attacks , so pop an Ativan-oh, all right, maybe two -and brave the arty and tarty ladies and all the men still wearing blazers over black T-shirts at the International Read More