I’ve been taking photos of people, and it’s a ton on fun. If you’d like your picture taken and you’re in south Brooklyn, let me know and I’d be glad to work something out with you.
this is awesome ned. Kinda inspiring me to get off my ass and bust out my camera.
The fish, wow.
The Bonobos catalogue
also why would anyone ever want to purchase a “daily grind” button up. How fucking soul crushing is that?
There’s a part in Jonathan Glazer’s Under The Skin where, without giving anything away, Scarlett Johannson walks completely naked through a black void. You are not watching The Sexiest Woman Alive, nor the movie star you know and love. Instead, you are essentially watching a fly get caught in a spider’s web, and it’s one of the most breathtaking performances I’ve seen in long, long time. It reminded me a lot of Jack Nicholson’s career-changing turn in The Shining, a comparison that might seem like a stretch until you look at it a bit more closely.
Well now I wanna see the shit out of this.
If you missed Tracy Morgan and Hannibal Buress last night at 92Y, Grantland has highlights:
On the (very important) question of white people using the N-word at karaoke.
Buress: “You can’t pick a song that’s [N-word] heavy. Like, Kanye’s ‘All of the Lights’ is OK. But YG’s ‘My N—a’ you should avoid.”
Morgan: “When you drinking at the karaoke spot, know how many [N-Words] are in the song.”
On the Brooklyn Nets
Morgan: “If you’re a Nets, Mets, or Jets fan, you probably have low self-esteem.”
On Buress writing for 30 Rock
Morgan: “It was just you and a sea of white dudes.”
Buress: “We had an Indian dude.”
On the 92nd Street Y
Morgan: “I didn’t even know this shit was here! Is this the Upper East Side or what? This is where the good cocaine is.”
On side businesses
Buress: “I want to open a Jamba Juice.”
On performing for white audiences
Morgan: “That’s why I wear a watch. Because if white people see me wearing a watch they feel like they can trust me.”
The good cocaine is at the McDonald’s below the J/M/Z train at Marcy Ave.
"Good cocaine" in NYC is never found in Brooklyn, or in NYC for that matter.