Looks like I dropped the ball on this one. Deadline to sign up is TODAY! But I just sent in my info and you should too:
*****UPDATE******
The game has been postponed in order to get more people involved, so it’s not too late. You get a ‘target’ and you’ve got three weeks to find them and shoot them with a water gun - but in the meantime somebody is coming after you. Whoever shoots the most people in three weeks wins. AWESOME! I’ve already signed up.
Send your info in now. And maybe you’ll get a chance to shoot an UNCOOLKID!!!!!
Object Of The Game:
In this game everyone that joins will be given a target to kill(A.K.A contract)(this target will be another player of the game). As an assassin your job is to search the city with the provided information of your contract and kill him or her. When a clean kill is done your (now dead) target must give up his or her contract to you and now you must seek out and kill the your new target. The assassin with the most kills at the end of the game will be declared the winner.
How To Kill:
In the Real world assassins woudl use guns, however we dont want anyone really dead on our hands. so we will use water. which means any of the following may be used:
a)really fake water gun~~~> nothing that looks even remotely real… so we suggest using something along the line of a super soaker
b)water Ballons
c)Bucket of water
d)Water hoses
e)Bottle of water
…this does not include holding water in your mouth and spitting it at someone…be nice we dont want any problems.
once a target is wet he or she is now dead and must hand over their contract.A player may defend him or herself by spotting and wetting there assassin first. By doing this two things happen. 1) your assassin may not harm you for an hour which gives time to run. 2) You now Know who Your assassin is, so from now on be on the look out!
The lower east side may be the breeding ground of hipsters, but that wasn’t always the case. If you want to get to know the old Jewish side of the neighborhood, I recommend eating your way through.
You can start at Streit’s for matzo. Not only do they make it on the premises, but they’ll let you try it for free (nice and hot!). A whole box is only $1.50
Next move on to Shapiro’s Kosher Wines. The sign can still be seen from Essex (on Rivington) but the store isn’t there anymore (it’s now Sugar Sweet Sunshine, also worth a stop).
But if you go into the Essex market (between Stanton and Rivington) Mr. Shapiro is still there and will not only give you as many free samples as you want, but is willing to talk with you all day about his grandfather’s business. A bottle of wine is only $5.00.
“What ground-up herb does Tim love?” my teammates asked me as we stood outside the York St. station in DUMBO. We looked for a sign that would answer our question, we spoke with the guy in the MTA booth (are you Tim?), we even asked a cop standing nearby if he knew. Finally when we were ready to walk away, I saw the answer. “Thyme! Tim loves Thyme!” It had been written in the cement, in plain view of the doorway, but you could walk over it everyday and never notice it. At least, not unless you were taking place in Metro Metro’s annual scavenger hunt.
Started by three guys, Bo, Brady and Will, in 2002, Metro Metro has hosted trivia nights, spy games and fake office parties, but what they are best known for is their ability to encourage a bunch of well mannered New Yorkers to don matching t-shirts/masks/wigs and run around the city making fools of themselves. On Saturday, I was one such fool.
From now on when I think of the boy in the bubble, I will think of David Blaine and his latest stunt. He has sealed himself in a giant ball filled with water in front of Lincoln Center in his latest attempt at fame and fortune. Fancying himself a modern day Houdini, Blaine has previously been buried alive for seven days, frozen himself in ice, stood on a small platform at the top of a 100 foot high pole for 35 hours, and lived in a Plexiglas box for 44 days without food.
This newest endurance test has him living in the water-filled sphere for a week at the end of which he will hold his breath for 9 minutes, hoping to beat the world record.
Upon first glance, one can’t help but think of Daryl Hannah in Splash; you know, that scene where she’s been captured and she’s stuck in the tiny tank in the lab. But I’ll admit that there is something magical in walking up to a giant blue bubble with a person floating in it. This sort of ‘hurry hurry hurry, step-right-up-and-see-it’ carnival atmosphere — for free — is unusual and fun. It’s because of these crowd gathering, large scale spectacles that Blaine often gets compared to Houdini. But the similarities stop there. Houdini would escape from a straight jacket while suspended upside down. Blane is sitting in water, and later, he’s gonna hold his breath.
The choice of location seems really odd to me as well. This is Lincoln Center, a cultural institution — home of the Metropolitan Opera House and Julliard. It speaks volumes to the dumbing down of America that it is also now the site of ABC’s newest ratings stunt.
I can spend 6 hours in my bathtub. Can I have a TV show?
I understand the need to push the limits of human endurance. It’s what allows mankind to climb mountains, explore the deepest oceans, even venture into space. But the way Blane is doing it isn’t clever or useful. A two-year-old could come up with this idea, “Oh yeah, well I’m gonna hold my breath til I turn blue”. I would be much more impressed if Blane continued to work on his illusions– an art form I hold in high respect — and stayed away from the stupid human tricks.
It’s been burning since 5:30 this morning and my clothes still stink of smoke even though I was across the river. The 10-Alarm fire in Greenpoint, Brooklyn is being called the worst fire since 9/11. The flames seem to be contained and mostly it’s just smoke at this point, but firefighters still say it’ll be another 24-hours before it’s out completely. No one is quite sure how it started, although there is talk of arson.
The Cherry Blossom Festival is this weekend, and in an attempt to beat the crowds I decided to try and sneak a peek early.
What I discovered is that I love the Brooklyn Botanical Gardens. It’s beautiful and peaceful and a perfect place to spend a quiet afternoon. (Although I hear that when it’s busy — free days — the experience is not as pleasant. So stop being cheap and pay $5 to enjoy the serenity).
You can also become a member for $40, which doesn’t seem like a great deal unless you plan on going a lot, but it really does change constantly, and you almost have to go once a week to see everything. (I’m not that into flowers myself, but some of you might be).
AND with membership you also get access to members-only events: first pick at the annual plant sale, extended hours for summer sunset picnics and a wine-and-cheese reception in the rose garden. How civilized of you.
AND you can impress your mom when you go home to visit, because membership at the Brooklyn Botanic gardens is also valid at almost any botanic garden in the country.
Last May one of New York’s best known secret society’s, The LVHRD Foundation (that’s pronounced live-hard), closed off it’s membership.
Normally UNCOOLKIDS wouldn’t really feel right about telling you about something so exclusive. That’s really more of a cool kids thing, isn’t it? But LVHRD throws a good party and it’s not as cliquish as it sounds. Even though the locations of the events aren’t disclosed until the day-of, there’s usually somebody who can get you the info, and it’s not like they have a member list at the door or anything. They even give tips about attending; if you check the source code of their website you find this message:
“Dear Mr. Snoopy Pants,
If you really wanna get in, do a google search for LVHRD, find somebody who has been to an event, and email them… they should be able to show you the way, or just attend an event and ask for chantal.
-Cliff Shelby
thecleaner@lvhrd.com”
LVHRD partys are not just a bunch of people standing around drinking (although that is a big part); they always have some sort of theme. Coming up on May 2nd is ACTHRD: Thespian Royale, a 12-man competitive acting event. And just to make sure everyone knows they’re welcome, they are allowing non-members to attend, provided they register (and pay) before-hand. (And the registration form for non-members looks exactly like the profile form for members, so maybe they’re really the same form? Are you secretly joining the secret society?)
I was walking down 5th Ave when I noticed two unattended tanks of nitrogen sitting on the corner, with a cord running from the tanks into a manhole. Nobody else walking by seemed to notice or care, but I decided to call the number on the side of the tanks (212-397-2132) to find out what was going on.
What I found out was that the tanks were put there by Verizon because the steam has damaged some underground phone lines and the nitrogen is being pumped in to dry them out. I asked if there was any danger and was told no. “But what if a car was to jump the curb and run into the tanks? Would they explode?” The operator admitted that if the tanks were penetrated, then nitrogen would shoot out and anyone standing nearby would probably get frostbite. Oh. Well, that’s awesome.
I also learned that the pressure valves on top are to keep the tank from exploding. I know that as New Yorkers we are too cool to notice the random stuff that happens in the street around us, but do me a favor: if you see someone playing with these knobs, stop them.
I’ve been to a vet, and I’ve been to a hospital, but until today I’d never been anywhere like the Animal Medical Center. It’s a four story hospital with dogs rolling by on gurneys, people in blue scrubs walking through the halls and doctors being paged over the loudspeaker. It’s like E.R. for pets.
The staff was friendly, the wait was long (just like a human hospital!) and the doctors were knowledgeable, but more importantly they were patient and kind. The lobby (which, unfortunately, did smell like dog pee) was filled with anxious people waiting to hear how their pets were doing. There was a palatable fear in the air. When you bring a pet to the ER, you never know if you’re going to get them back. The full range of human emotion was on display here: squeals of joy when interns came out with a healthy pet to wails of sorrow when someone was told a loved one had to be put down.
At the same time I was in the waiting room, a benefit for the hospital was going on downtown. The 7th Annual ‘Paws for Style” featured ‘dogs on the catwalk’ with celebrity walkers and designers Bebe Neuwirth, Michael Kors, Gucci and more. At $100 a head, it wasn’t the kind of event I could have afforded to be at. But after spending my afternoon at the AMC, I’m glad there are people who could.
The Animal Medical Center is expensive, but hopefully benefits like these can help keep costs down, because it should be accessible to everyone. When it’s a life or death situation, it’s nice to have a place that takes your pet’s health as seriously as you do.
After 4 years of living in New York, I have finally visited all five boroughs, thanks to the Staten Island Ferry.
It’s free and it leaves every 30 minutes. From outside you get a perfect view of Manhattan, complete with seagulls drifting behind the ferry, like kites.
I hopped on one boring afternoon and rode it across and back, didn’t even leave the station on the other side. It took about an hour. I probably wouldn’t do it again, but I’m glad I did it once, everyone should..
Subscribe To Our RSS Feed
del.icio.us
| 
Digg it
| 
From now on when I think of the boy in the bubble, I will think of 
Last May one of New York’s best known secret society’s, 
At the same time I was in the waiting room, a benefit for the hospital was going on downtown. The 7th Annual ‘