This Sunday the Brooklyn Comedy Festival kicks off for the third year in a row, this year with plenty of hilarious stand-up, sketch, improv, panel discussions, short films, and an evening with Reggie Watts. For $99 you can get a VIP pass to hit up all the shows all week, tickets to special parties including food and booze, entry into the pool at the new William Vale Hotel, and more. If rollin’ that fancy isn’t your style, many of the shows are free or less than $10 if you buy in advance. After the jump, check out our roundup of everything happening for the fest in North Brooklyn!
Last Monday neighborhood residents were witness to a rare sighting of the locally famous and indigenous/ursine hoops fan, KnickerBear. Standing near the corner of West Street and Greenpoint Ave. crying his hard, marble eyes out with middle fingers raised to the sky, KnickerBear let the north Brooklyn neighborhood know exactly what he thought of it–and of his team’s defense recently getting turned into Swiss cheese by Deron Williams and the rest of the Brooklyn Nets.
I didn’t want to keep this gem to myself as I drip sweat in front of my computer… enjoy!
Peter T, our health and wellness reporter, will be participating in this exclusive Greenpoint natural spa event he found on craiglist, and taking place on the banks of the Newtown Creek. It’s such a gem I am reposting it in its entirety:
Urban Organics™-The Survival Spa
Enjoy a total immersion health and wellness spa experience on the banks of the humble and gritty Newtown Creek, a narrow waterway separating Brooklyn from Queens, in New York City. Steeped in history and a century of environmental abuse the creek is a symbol of opportunity and a place for urban, nature enrichment. Come with us as we harvest the bounty that the placid shores of the Newtown creek yields. Learn how to reuse, recycle, and repurpose many of the things found along the way into useful, effective solutions for everyday health and wellness needs. Continue reading
A reader sent in this photo of a car on Freeman St in Greenpoint with a license plate that reads “DiHpster.” I doubt it’s the “real” Die Hipster; he actually isn’t that dumb as to call himself out to NYC. This is just sad.
Today is Squirrel Appreciation Day, so I drew a picture of a squirrel (left) and our favorite horrible blog Diehipster tweeted this amazing graphic to us along with the following: “Jen don’t say I never did anything nice for you.”
Awe – how sweet! I mean underneath the putrid offensiveness there is a touch (a minuscule touch) of genius.
Jentrification – what a nickname!
I think he is coming around – playing a little nicer at least. Maybe we are just tiring him out. Soon we will be playing Glow In The Dark Kickball together in McCarren Park – like he dreams about every night!
Diehipster, we will save in Speed Friending just for you.