The New Yorker and Magazines

Your Eustace, 2009I buy quite a few books but I don’t end up reading them as fast as I can purchase them. The same seems to be true for Magazines and even blogs (thank you for Blogline & RSS Feeds!). I’ve started to pick up photography more, thus, I’m headed down to my local rag shop to pick up the latest photo mags. I’m also subscribed to several local magazines: Time Out NY and Paper. I’m still current with Food and Wine Magazine because I get it free after attending their event last year and I also get Rolling Stone to catch up on some of the music news.

I’ve gone through many a subs, such as Conde Nast Traveler (which completely sucked for the type of travel I liked to do, and it was entirely advertisements), Business 2.0 (which is good, but I think it went out of business), Fortune (quite often I just didn’t care anymore about the point of several of the stories, so I figured I’d just check in on the mag online), Inc. (again, just didn’t have the time to read it alll the time, however, I did like some of their focus and depth), Men’s Health (I still am reading the back mags of this so why should I keep up with a new subscription?), Selling Power (a great mag for sales professionals, my company didn’t renew my subscription so I haven’t been back to renew it myself) and the last on the dead sub list was XLR8R.

My NY Magazines were piling up in my apartment with out being read for various reasons. I often found the writing in NY Mag to be terrible, boring or just not enthralling enough to keep reading it regularly. The New Yorker however, had great articles and writers, however, I just couldn’t keep up with the weekly schedule. If I could I’d probably get back to the New Yorker out of all of the above options. Here’s a few from their latest:

Here’s a slide show of Shepard Fairey’s work from the Mag
How Obama won
The Perils of Public Banking institutions

Too Many Dicks on the Dancefloor

This has been a huge problem of club land in the last 20 years, until the club came up with the exclusivity clause to limit the number of dicks on the dance floor. That didn’t last long as this created an influx of paying off the bouncer, so the dicks who had money still were able to penetrate the club. In the singles scene this is still a huge problem at your local watering hole, dive bar or lounge where dicks are always trying to improve their odds. What I’ve found that works more than hoping spot to spot, is indifference. Stop caring about who’s in the room and have a good time with the people you came with. You’d be surprised how much that will rub off on the room and the ladies will notice.

Speaking of the video, I need to get some of those disco units!