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Monday
Sep132010

Who Gives A Shit: Cheapest Dry Cleaner?

Personally, I choose my dry cleaners strictly based on their location (i.e. the one near the Q train cause my ass has to walk by every day...not even sure what its called), but I guess not everyone can be so luxurious with their dry cleaning choices. Case in point, this chick:

"I was hoping you might have a piece about the cheapest dry cleaner in Park Slope... I'm broke, but I don't want to be dirty! Any ideas?"

What say you guyz?

Friday
Sep102010

Ozzies Closed By Health Dept?

That's what ppl were emailing me about all day yesterday and today while I was busy Rosh Hashanah-ing it up. Even when I try to be a good Jew, it never works.

"FYI, Ozzies on 5th ave just got shut down by the health dept. The baristas were standing by the door so I felt that taking a pic would be a bit crude."

Not sure if that shit is open again already or not, but even if its not, TGIF! (L'shana Tova!)

Thursday
Sep092010

PUNK SLOPE (Part 2)

You wouldn't know it from my pearl earring, Ralph Lauren-wearing ass now, but back in high school, I was allllllllllllllll about punk rock.  And by "punk rock," I mean watered-down, poppy stuff that would only alarm the most uptight suburban white parents (I mean, the Bouncing Souls were my favorite for God's sake).

But ever since NOFX's Fat Mike rolled into town with Thistle Hill Tavern on 15th Street and 7th, I started to think that maybe the least grungy, most bugaboo-laden neighborhood may have some punk sentiments hidden somewhere underneath?

Thoughts? 

Anti-Flag is headlining a show at The Bell House on 9/22.  Let's all break out our studded belts and pretend we're straight-edge for 45 minutes.  OI! OI?

Thursday
Sep092010

WHASSUP: This Weekend

Brooklyn Book Festival: Nerds unite!  The Brooklyn Book Festival is Sunday from 10AM-6PM and alllll that shit is free (probz because no one would pay to trade in their sweet Sunday hangovers for deep discussions on literature).  Where else can you see Roseanne Cash, John Hodgman and Salman Rushdie in one place (that is, besides in my dreams)? 

Salsa Slam 2010: Ayayayayayyyy, Speedy Gonzalez!  I know we were just talking about The Bell House, but check it: NachosNY is hosting Salsa Slam 2010 on Sunday from 4PM-7PM.  This three-hour fiesta features over 20 tables of different hand-crafted local salsas on order.  And because you can't go three hours without a drink, they've got $4 Tecate tall boys up for grabs.  All of this is served alongside a side of live Mariachi music.  Bring your sombreros, dbags.  Tickets are $12 in advance, $15 at the door.  Get 'em here.

Wednesday
Sep082010

Bedbugs At Court Street Movie Theater? [HERRRRE WE GO AGAIN]

So, as you all know: I have vowed to never, ever, NEVER step foot in the Court Street movie theater again.

Thanks to an anon FIPS tipster, I've now got a reason that you all should do the same: BEDBUGS.

Yes, I admit, we are kinda bedbug obsessed around this bitch, but I can't help it...I am so very afraid. And shit like this doesn't help:

Hey,

So, this is going to be an awkward email, but I figured I should let somebody know what went down this weekend.

I've been avoiding movie theaters in Manhattan and Brooklyn for the past couple weeks since I heard about the theater in Times Square getting shut down due to bedbugs.  My friends made me feel totally crazy and my boyfriend eventually talked me into going to the UA Court Street in Carroll Gardens (is it?) Sunday night  to see a movie.  I tried to not be skeeved out and we got in a cab.


We were walking in to get our tickets, when some guy comes out going "Bedbugs! Don't go in there unless you want bedbugs!"  I figured it was some douchebag guy just trying to rile up the masses, but we went over to him to see whats up.  HE HAD A BEDBUG IN A BAG THAT HE FOUND IN THE THEATER.  He'd found it ON HIS SHIRT in Theater 11, and trapped it in a soda cup with a napkin (which were also in the plastic bag when he showed us).  And apparently when he complained to management, they said something about having had screened for them the day before.  Uhh.


This guy wasn't full of shit, after all.  I saw the fucking bedbug.  I did not see a movie.  You could not have gotten me out of there fast enough.


So, I'm bummed and also freaked out, but felt it's my moral obligation as a Park Slope citizen to let you know.


Gross.

-Anon

(PS. You better believe I did a full body scan as soon as I got home.  I'm fine).

Do with this information what you will, ppl.