Whhhyyy?!! Whhhhyyyy??!!

Why does Angie dress daughter Shiloh like the drunken homeless man I see passed out in the subway from time to time?

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Sexy Indiana Bachelor

I just saw one of those "hometown hotties" articles for Cosmopolitan with one of my friends in it! Highhh-fivvveee! Way to represent Cohen!

Lost Squirrel

We ran into a squirrel who lost its way from a land full 0' trees, to a tree-barren Bleeker Street. The fatty squirrel ended up taking refuge on a lone baby tree, and I harassed it to snap a photo. How inhumane of me. I'm sorry Squirrel.

Baby Bottom

One of my oldest and dearest friends, Nicole, has the most precious son. This photo of Skyeler is absolutely hilarious! You can't get much better than a mohawk, a garden hose, and look at that toosh!

No More Handshakes

Because of the H1N1 (Swine Flu) scare, the NBA is discouraging handshakes between players/coaches at the end of games. How then do players show good sportsmanship you ask? Fist pumps and air humps (AKA chest bumps) of course!

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Hot Thangs!

Who's hotter these days? BritBrit or KFat? They're both so go-geous, I can't make up my mind.

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Goodbye September!

Fall is definitely here. The air is crisp, the coats are coming out, I'm already getting that holiday feeling. I'm a bit sad that I have missed yet another Johnny Appleseed Festival at home. I remember going there when I was young, eating apple fritters and drinking cider. I even bought a lucky rabbit's foot once (who ever thought a rabbit's foot was good luck??) Oh the memories! Anywho...you know what's sad about living in Manhattan? When you smell some smoke, which remind you of burning leaves, only to realize that it can't be leaves and must be a garbage truck or a street meat vendor. Nonetheless, I'm looking forward to pumpkin-flavored everything, layering my clothes, and snuggling into me blanket at night.

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