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Projectile blog vomiting all over NYC for two years now!


Has it really been two years since I started posting my ridiculous thoughts, observations, gluttony, and depravity on this blog The Regular Guy NYC? Looking back over my scribble it just so happens that October is my two year anniversary of this madness that I have been vomiting out all over this blog. Where did the time go? In the words of the legendary anchorman Ron Burgundy – “Well, that escalated quickly”. I don’t know about you all but sometimes I can’t even believe the stuff that gets splattered all over this blog, and for some reason you all keep reading it. It’s like a pain and pleasure thing. It hurts so good, but you keep coming back for more. Like a car wreck that you can’t turn away from. I keep posting and you can’t seem to stop staring at my insides cooking like road pizza on the hot asphalt. What can I say? Many of you are just as demented, vile, raunchy, and sick as I am. I dig crazy, and really appreciate all of the support, comments, and feedback I have received and continue to receive here, even if it borders on stalking. By the way, does this rag smell like chloroform? Come, step into my unmarked white van of blogging! Continue reading Projectile blog vomiting all over NYC for two years now!

Lurk in the shadows with a cocktail at Death & Co in NYC


So many places for a cocktail but I can think of few other spots to lurk in the shadows and sip a proper libation than at Death & Company in NYC. Pure and classic bartending that is an art form and deserves to be praised.

Dark and brooding like the Vampire Lestat sipping on a type-o blood cocktail hidden away in a shadowy corner. Death & Company is appropriately named for those of us who prefer to shun the light and move between the dimmed view of candle lumination. No one knows you are there, yet your presence can be felt by the glowing stare of your eyes as you partake in classic cocktail enjoyment.

A speakeasy in the traditional sense. Black velvet drapes to part as you enter. Dark and candle lit. Low level music. Soft chatter emanating from the couples and groups sitting in booths around you. Bartender working like a mad scientist perfecting his potions. The occasional quiet din is broken up by his exuberant shaking of a cocktail. Yes, this is a perfect place for those who abhor the modern bar scene in this wretched yet addictive and wonderful city. Continue reading Lurk in the shadows with a cocktail at Death & Co in NYC