One sunny afternoon a few summers back, some dudes gathered at Guy Mellitz’ studio apartment on 21st Street and Third Avenue to bro-out.
There was Ted, an aspiring James Taylor type; Jason, an aspiring TV editor, who occasionally played fiddle to Ted’s guitar; Subieta, a friend of Jason’s from Read More
Imagine you are Levi Johnston. Like all 18-year-old males, you feel you own the world. Makes your mouth water. Hey—keep your tongue in your mouth! You can’t let them know what you’re up to. But they’re not going to know what hit ’em. Right now your playing field is the ice; you kick ass. But Read More
A while back my girlfriend swabbed my cheek, vigorously, as the manual instructed. She sent my DNA to the Genographic Project, National Geographic’s “landmark study of the human journey.” She was eager to learn about another human being’s ancestry, as is her curious obsession. I, too, was curious. I was interested in the Jew in Read More