Slurpee state of mind
Who knew Green Mountain coffee could produce so much … green? Read More
knish you were here
It seems somehow fitting that the Japanese-born conceptual artist Arakawa, who once outfitted a Long Island house with “level changes meant to induce the sensation of being in two places at once; windows that seemed too high or too low… and an absence of doors”—according to his obituary in The New York Times—kept a home with an elevator shaft containing a non-working elevator. That domicile, a six-story townhouse located at 124 West Houston Street, has just hit the market for the first time since 1967.
The asking price, however, is very 2013—Warburg Realty’s Gordon Roberts and Eastern Consolidated hope that the property can fetch $22.5 million.
Did you feel that? It was like a million knishes cried out in terror, and were suddenly silenced. Read More
Not the Prince's Polo
Tarantulas, turtles, and three small frozen alligator carcasses were also found. Read More
The trip to Long Island last Friday took two hours, and the Transom spent the entire time worrying that we didn’t have a parasol. We were headed to a polo match, after all, and we assumed we’d be schmoozing with socialites, nibbling canapés and discussing Kate Middleton’s uterus while thoroughbreds bounded by in the sophisticated Read More
Hey, did you hear that Congressman Pete King might run for president? If you haven’t, Mr. King wants that to change.
Hours after confirming his interest in the White House to Politicker today, Mr. King fired off an email to his supporters entitled, “Rep. Peter King Mulls 2016 Presidential Bid.” In the quick missive, Mr. King says, “Recently my name has been floated as a potential 2016 Presidential candidate … I won’t rule out a possible run.”
While those whose homes and lives were destroyed by Hurricane Sandy might not feel much like hearing jokes, two of comedy’s most famous names plan on raising money for Long Island’s victims with their gift of laughter. And they actually plan on going to L.I.!
“Christian Grey is watching us,” announced Divalysscious Moms founder Lyss Stern, to the hundreds of women gathered outside Carlyle on the Green in Bethpage, Long Island, waiting for a luncheon Monday to celebrate E.L. James‘s bondage erotica trilogy Fifty Shades of Grey. The series, recently released in paperback by Vintage. has sparked everything from an SNL skit to jewelry to sex workshops at erotic boutiques. The women, who paid $85 to hear the British author, had read every page—in many cases multiple times—and were quick to point out purple dresses among them, like the one worn (and removed) in the books.
Upon entering, we were greeted by couches draped with lacy black panties, feather boas and torn jeans, along with quotes from the book on mirrors, such as, “Miss Steele, I do believe you’re making my palm twitch.”
Most of the sights and sounds at this morning’s event in Long Island City were pretty standard fare for a groundbreaking: guys in shirts and ties, wearing hard hats and holding novelty shovels, a massive back hoe parked in the back of a lot prepped for excavation.
A less ordinary sight however, was the young woman in a dark skirtsuit pacing the edges of the earthen lot, chanting quietly and gently tossing grains of vodka-soaked rice while development executives looked on appreciatively.
As bizarre as the sight may sound, it is almost surely a sign of things to come on the home front.
Little, low-budget, independent films every week, every month, all year long … that’s what keeps the dying movie business from its own burial, six feet under. A Little Help, written and directed by Michael J. Weithorn, is a benign slice of life about suburban angst on Long Island. It’s not much, but thanks to the Read More