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At the Powerhouse Arena in Brooklyn Thursday night, during a party for the paperback release of Teddy Wayne’s The Love Song of Jonny Valentine, which featured a gaggle of comic readers—Jesse Eisenberg, the Moth’s Dan Kennedy, Simon Rich—in addition to Mr. Wayne, the conversation turned briefly to the PEN party at the bookstore the previous evening. Comedian and newly minted author B.J. Novak had made an appearance then, puffing out the Brooklyn literati’s plumage enough that this evening’s celebrity cameo, the McSweeney’s author and recently announced Lex Luthor, Mr. Eisenberg, was treated as par for the course.
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Did anyone else watch that Floyd Mayweather fight last Saturday? He’s such a good boxer, that guy! Pound for pound, he’s the best boxer in the world (or so says the people that know about these things). The best part of the fight though, in our opinion, was one when he walked out with Justin Bieber and Lil Wayne, because where else would you expect to see those two performers hanging out together? Is Justin Bieber even allowed to be out that late?
The increasingly negative race to become the next city comptroller now features pie charts referencing a certain Canadian pop sensation.
Ex-Gov. Eliot Spitzer’s campaign spokesman Hari Sevugan, who has already used his Twitter profile to ridicule rival Scott Stringer for once proclaiming a “Justin Bieber Appreciation Day” in Manhattan, took his Bieber references even further today with an unrelated attack against Mr. Stringer’s attendance record as a trustee of the city’s public-workers retirement system.
Right now in New York, it’s snowing outside. It’s absolutely beautiful. Everyone should just take a moment and enjoy, because after the events of the last 24 hours we are pretty sure that this is the end of days. At least, for famous people; the rest of us are probably fine.
EXHIBIT A, YOUR HONOR!:
Teddy Wayne is an iconoclast, at least when it comes to sandwiches. At the Times Square Hard Rock Cafe (his choice) to discuss The Love Song of Jonny Valentine, his novel about a prepubescent pop star, Mr. Wayne looked over the list of so-called “Legendary” burgers.
“Everything here is legendary,” he said. I suggested that the Hard Rock Cafe was a pretty venerable institution—remember all those T-shirts? “No, I feel like from the first day it was legendary. They created their own legend.”
Mr. Wayne, 33, had asked to meet at the Hard Rock in order to draw inspiration from the musical artifacts on the walls. He also wanted to nosh on a burger, the favorite food of Jonny Valentine, the 11-year-old protagonist of his new novel. Described as an “angel of pop,” Valentine is younger and less stratospherically successful than Justin Bieber, but a pretty clear stand-in for the Canadian singer. (It turned out the Nirvana memorabilia on the walls of the Hard Rock didn’t have a whole lot to do with Jonny’s tale.) The fictional child star is not a music lover, but rather more of a tactical, strategic marketer of his own brand.
James Franco doesn’t have a lot of down time, what with his new book he’s supposed to be writing and his Huffington Post award-winning columns and all (plus maybe a movie career). Still, when he gets some time to just let loose, the 34-year-old likes to just let loose, you know? Drink some beer, goof off with friends, and of course, obviously, make tribute videos to his favorite Justin Bieber songs.
Though the cover of Bieber’s “Boyfriend” was originally on Mr. Franco’s WhoSay account, it has since been deleted. Also, it looks a lot more like Dave Franco than his older, more famously annoying brother, but maybe it’s just the hair.
Check it out for yourself below.
Forget about the stockings and the giant tree in your living room. Forget about the ham or, if you’re Jewish, the traditional Chinese take-out to be followed by a matinee. (Which at this point has turned into ordering Thai from SeamlessWeb and trying to find something funny on Roku). Forget about how WTF it was that you didn’t get an iPhone or car this year. (That was SO 2011).