tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378512668342551912Thu, 24 Oct 2024 06:15:42 +0000AdrianNight LifeEsmeOp EdWho are we?ChariseAdviceElanaMusicLocal News420MattTechnologyFast Forward New York is the brainchild of a team of young writers. It is a compilation of reviews, personal experiences, and quirky editorials about New York.http://fastforwardnyc.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.com (Fast Forward)Blogger28125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378512668342551912.post-8390416384714351626Fri, 25 Apr 2008 00:41:00 +00002008-04-24T20:46:38.252-04:00EsmeOp EdWhat is it with people and their exes? I am talking about girls and guys, people, who, have split up, and yet, are unable to separate themselves from each other’s lives. Esme, I’ve broken up, and well, what I really mean is, we are taking a break from each other but talk three times a day. Or better yet, Esme I am ignoring his passive aggressive emails but I will post hints about my sex life on http://fastforwardnyc.blogspot.com/2008/04/case-of-ex.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378512668342551912.post-8726397420872317079Wed, 16 Apr 2008 04:03:00 +00002008-04-16T01:01:38.424-04:00AdrianNight LifeIf you were paying attention last week, you'll recall that I got stood up by my potential Friday evening love interest and was forced to fly wingman to my buddy Buddy as he attempted to deflower one or more females from his postgraduate institution. Whether or not I joined in on that quest isn't the point; actually, there is no point, other than to segue into this scene: I'm sitting at my desk http://fastforwardnyc.blogspot.com/2008/04/gotta-say-it-was-good-day.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Adrian River)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378512668342551912.post-2595839384435200925Sun, 06 Apr 2008 15:33:00 +00002008-04-21T20:07:48.792-04:00420Op EdAlice and I are driving through Chicopee, Massachusetts. It is 1:40am. The sky above is illuminated. All the stars are out and the many drive-throughs are lit up. There is only a small group of us who are awake. The only people on the road are truck drivers, bar fleers and ‘chimney enthusiasts.’ Besides our obvious professional differences, we are not that distant from each other. We crawl from http://fastforwardnyc.blogspot.com/2008/04/late-night.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378512668342551912.post-9037738442096107875Wed, 02 Apr 2008 18:01:00 +00002008-04-03T00:03:13.400-04:00AdrianNight LifeLast weekend a buddy (Let's call him Buddy) of mine was in from Philly due to the Easter holiday. I'm not much of an Easter guy; I like chocolate and candy as much as the next guy, but Easter seems to still carry far too much religious significance and not enough bunny. Hopefully, sometime in the future, Easter will go the way of Giftmas and become so commercialized that the religion is all buthttp://fastforwardnyc.blogspot.com/2008/04/bunnies-beer.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Adrian River)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378512668342551912.post-2587957401961914318Sat, 29 Mar 2008 16:01:00 +00002008-03-29T18:57:56.472-04:00ChariseNight LifeNot normally one for comedy, be it movies or standup, it’s just not my first choice. But with Moms in town, we set out for a night at the Comedy Cellar near my old Washington Square Park stomping ground, the heart of NYU’s cityscape campus. John Fisch was our host of the evening, attempting to fill in the gaps between guest comedians with a balance of clean jokes including personal tales of http://fastforwardnyc.blogspot.com/2008/03/not-normally-one-for-comedy-be-it.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Charise)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378512668342551912.post-8213439053828685250Thu, 27 Mar 2008 00:09:00 +00002008-03-26T20:15:32.274-04:00EsmeOp EdNew York City bars used to be my dug out from most people I knew. I thought it was an unspoken agreement between the city and me. Then, something happened on Friday, which made me realize that either the city is shrinking or I am becoming socially predictable. On that doomed Friday night, I was at my favorite dyke bar, Henrietta Hudson. Imagine your mom’s closet during a middle school seven http://fastforwardnyc.blogspot.com/2008/03/same-place-same-peopleare-we-that.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378512668342551912.post-8421931999482802370Fri, 21 Mar 2008 01:46:00 +00002008-03-24T01:30:00.719-04:00ChariseMusicDon’t you love it when you go to a show and the opening act is actually a pleasurable experience? Tuesday night I went to a show at Highline Ballroom, a classy but cozy venue that knows how to milk you for all you’re worth, while simultaneously making you feel too at home and well serviced to care. It’s a room full of tables, each with a $10 minimum per person/per set, but on this night the musichttp://fastforwardnyc.blogspot.com/2008/03/lizz-wright-and-brandon-young-at.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Charise)2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378512668342551912.post-3515172882018734092Thu, 20 Mar 2008 05:34:00 +00002008-03-21T19:03:51.395-04:00AdrianNight LifeAround 7pm on Saturday, I still hadn't decided upon a course of action. I'd had a big night before, attending a St. Paddy's Day Party at a friend's wearing the most obnoxious green shirt in the visible spectrum, proceeding out to XR Bar until closing, and then reaffirming my alcoholism with another 7am return home after afterpartylife on the Bowery. I could have been excused for taking it easy http://fastforwardnyc.blogspot.com/2008/03/rock-n-rollfalafelhookers-regret.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Adrian River)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378512668342551912.post-6760557332885402460Wed, 19 Mar 2008 23:55:00 +00002008-03-19T20:25:29.514-04:00EsmeOp EdNew York City is my looming ex. When I think of the city, my stomach jerks. I remember my many awful experiences being here. I think of the times that I have been stood up by the subway, the heinous buildings that I am reduced to live in; despite the fact that I lie to myself promising that the flooring and lack of ventilation won’t really be so bad. As with many exes, after the feelings of http://fastforwardnyc.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-york-is-my-ex_19.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378512668342551912.post-8973201796810504346Sun, 16 Mar 2008 16:51:00 +00002008-03-16T13:00:29.910-04:00AdviceEsmeWhere do you go when you are 22 and in a long-term relationship? I don’t know. In truth, I used to believe that it was impossible to be in your early twenties and in a long-term relationship. I saw dating as an organic process. You meet others. You date others. You sleep with some of these people. You have one or two relationships; and finally, presto, you move in together. This is how I thoughthttp://fastforwardnyc.blogspot.com/2008/03/young-and-committed.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378512668342551912.post-7862056363569571067Fri, 14 Mar 2008 02:06:00 +00002008-03-14T22:03:13.951-04:00ChariseMusicSharon Jones. If you haven’t heard of her you’ve probably heard of her backing band, the Dap-Kings. And if you don’t recognize their name, I can pretty much guarantee you’d recognize their sound because they’re now Amy Winehouse’s backing band, as well. Based out of Bushwick/Brooklyn, New York, area code 11206, where I used to live btw, they even have their very own label: Daptone Records. I sawhttp://fastforwardnyc.blogspot.com/2008/03/how-long-does-she-have-to-wait-for-you.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Charise)2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378512668342551912.post-4063699768781480266Tue, 11 Mar 2008 04:28:00 +00002008-03-13T17:57:56.267-04:00AdrianNight LifeWhen we last left our fearless hero, he was ostensibly on his way home after a night of bar-hopping around New York hot - and cold-spots; the time was 2:30 a.m. on the technical Sunday morning, but our hero is not a churchgoer; does he go gentle into that good night? Or does he rage, rage against the dying of the light?Well, the sun already went down. All that's left is to rage for the morrow...http://fastforwardnyc.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-think-im-going-to-puke-part-ii.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Adrian River)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378512668342551912.post-1990727423390832481Sat, 08 Mar 2008 15:10:00 +00002008-03-13T18:02:14.617-04:00ElanaOp EdFood for Thought: Should students who speak a non-standard dialect of English be forced to learn standard English in school?The Yiddish linguist Max Weinreich published the expression,"A shprakh iz a dialekt mit an armey un flot"(A language is a dialect with an army and navy.)What is the value in stigmatizing non-standard dialects? Is the intention really to promote widespread communication, or http://fastforwardnyc.blogspot.com/2008/03/standard-english.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Elana)3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378512668342551912.post-8689484272370598253Thu, 06 Mar 2008 02:03:00 +00002008-03-13T18:01:59.422-04:00AdviceEsmeThe other week, my friend, Mary, told me that she wanted to date her best friend, Steve. My initial reaction wasn’t good. I was about as optimistic for her as if she had told me that she wanted to get pregnant for the hell of it. As you can guess, I don’t trust friend dating. It is an epidemic that I know all too well. Back in college, my friends and I saw ourselves as tied to the Pioneer Valley http://fastforwardnyc.blogspot.com/2008/03/dating-friends.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378512668342551912.post-894943548332241569Wed, 05 Mar 2008 09:49:00 +00002008-03-13T18:01:43.039-04:00AdrianNight LifeI feel terrible.I didn't go out on Friday, but I still didn't do anything during the day Saturday either. I slept until 1pm, peeled myself out of bed, slapped together a PB & J sandwich, chugged a glass of OJ, saw my roommate depart to defile his body with his awful ex-girlfriend, and dove back into bed. I expected to be back up in an hour; I opened my eyes at 8:15pm. 4 missed messages. http://fastforwardnyc.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-think-im-going-to-puke-part-i.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Adrian River)1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378512668342551912.post-1940850313200463862Fri, 29 Feb 2008 16:09:00 +00002008-03-13T18:00:47.781-04:00ChariseLocal NewsFeeling a bit devoid of inspiration as of late, not because my life has been dull, but because of the exact opposite (there was so much DRAMA going on that the last thing I wanted to do was take a moment to sit down and relive any portion of it by writing it out) so I decided to attend an event that Toni Morrison was hosting. I’ve always loved her work and had a feeling I might be inspired by herhttp://fastforwardnyc.blogspot.com/2008/02/feeling-bit-devoid-of-inspiration-as-of.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Charise)1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378512668342551912.post-5247748839568639631Fri, 29 Feb 2008 03:55:00 +00002008-03-15T13:45:11.658-04:00ChariseWho are we?Being an enigma in my own right, I am fascinated by anything containing more than what meets the eye, things perplexing, people that don’t fit into a box. If it makes you uncomfortable it most likely makes me squirm with intrigue.I yearn to understand everything, which keeps me overcommitted more often than not and by default, occasionally on what could be interpreted as the flaky side despite http://fastforwardnyc.blogspot.com/2008/02/introducing-charises-pieces.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Charise)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378512668342551912.post-1313413851971379183Wed, 27 Feb 2008 22:46:00 +00002008-02-29T23:41:02.927-05:00Who are we?Hi. I'm Esme. This is my first year in New York. Before this, I lived in western Mass. People often tell me that I am a hermit because I rarely leave my apartment. This is sort of true. Don't worry, I don't have a weird yarn collection or anything. When I do leave my apartment, I have the weirdest experiences. In my articles, I plan to chronicle the weird people and situations I experience. So,http://fastforwardnyc.blogspot.com/2008/02/meet-esme.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378512668342551912.post-2074655700737151201Wed, 27 Feb 2008 22:38:00 +00002008-03-13T18:00:28.585-04:00AdviceEsmeSo, you walk into your corner coffee shop and see a lanky twenty-something year old wearing a Dave Matthews shirt, sipping his mocha. Immediately, you know one thing. That guy has got some cream in his cup. Confused? Don’t be. I am not talking about dairy supplements. What I am saying is that homeboy is a gay. That’s right, a gay. Until recently, I was never afraid to call them, the homos that ishttp://fastforwardnyc.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-up-gay_27.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378512668342551912.post-7896015002310598127Mon, 25 Feb 2008 21:39:00 +00002008-04-03T00:03:32.732-04:00AdrianOp EdNote: This was posted to my friend "Sean Miller's" MySpace page. He's given me permission to reprint it here. My grandma (Nana) died over the weekend. Don't be sad, she was 91, and was lucid, mobile, and well taken care of until her massive heart attack. We should all be so lucky…As is customary, I reflected over her life during the last few days. For those of my friends interested in http://fastforwardnyc.blogspot.com/2008/02/deceased-environmental-grandma.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Adrian River)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378512668342551912.post-6139396298871025175Thu, 21 Feb 2008 19:11:00 +00002008-03-13T17:59:48.138-04:00MattMusicNight LifeThe scene: Club Europa, Williamsburg. My mental state: poor. Running on a mere three hours of sleep, and still not entirely over a hellish afternoon lost in the labyrinth of sadness that is New Jersey, I sat in the club with just two people: my current lady interest, and my friend who, apparently forgetting my fixation on this women, had decided to sleep with her the previous evening. Ouch. As a http://fastforwardnyc.blogspot.com/2008/02/beat-devil.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Matt)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378512668342551912.post-5371171586780700416Sun, 17 Feb 2008 10:10:00 +00002008-03-13T17:59:30.636-04:00AdrianNight Life¿Puede usted sentir la Hacienda?According to Wikipedia, Hacienda is a Spanish word for "estate" or "plantation." Now, most kids from the middle west like I associate the word "plantation" with "evil southern slavedrivers." That, of course, is unfair, a result of only hearing the word used in American agro-historical context, namely pre-Civil War southern state economy; additionally, I've never http://fastforwardnyc.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-like-mexico-but-you-can-drink-water.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Adrian River)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378512668342551912.post-1005235433226260215Sat, 16 Feb 2008 18:09:00 +00002009-10-27T20:56:42.172-04:00ElanaTechnologyI am typing to you from a clunky, 8 pound mega laptop with a power cord that needs to be propped up on a book to function. One unintentional jiggle, and the screen goes dark. All communication functions are down until I reboot, wait - a little longer - before the power light feebly flickers back on. The 17" screen and "spacious" keyboard appealed to me two years ago when I purchased this behemothhttp://fastforwardnyc.blogspot.com/2008/02/cheap-linus-based-umpcs.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Elana)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378512668342551912.post-191275425480799728Mon, 11 Feb 2008 23:40:00 +00002008-03-13T17:58:20.985-04:00ElanaLocal NewsI often wonder what it would have been like to live through the 1950s, a decade when the damaging effects of cigarettes and martinis were still suspect cautionary tales. It was a time when men indulged in 4-martini lunches, and women gathered in neighbors' smoking rooms without suffering from the unsavory guilt that we children of the Boomers will forever endure. By the 1980s, it was impossiblehttp://fastforwardnyc.blogspot.com/2008/02/attention-all-you-lushes.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Elana)1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378512668342551912.post-1309270572943628120Mon, 11 Feb 2008 11:28:00 +00002008-04-03T00:20:30.361-04:00AdrianWho are we?TuskersI'm a pseudo-architect living a semi-life in an intentionally consequence-limited environment full of people not exactly like me. Sometimes sage, occasionally sinister, and potentially obscene, I have modest goals for this blog, such as the avoidance of weak constructions, comma splices, dangling prepositions, and pedantophilia.Who am I kidding? I'm a fucking cartoon.http://fastforwardnyc.blogspot.com/2008/02/meet-writer-for-dinner-and-maybe-more_11.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Adrian River)0