As all New Yorkers know, the best section in the New York Times bar none is the “Sunday Routine.” So far this year, 38 people have been featured in the “Sunday Routine.” What is their Sunday routine?
Just a couple of years ago, Mohamed El-Erian was one of the most powerful financiers in the world, overseeing nearly $2 trillion as CEO of Pimco. Now, he’s, uh... well, he has a Fitbit?
This past weekend was the running of the annual Tough Guy race in the English countryside, which touts itself as the "toughest race in the world." It looks pleasant.
It's important that retirees take up some kind of hobby — canasta, golf, making phone calls — to give purpose to their remaining years. 64-year-old Robert Short's alleged hobby? Cooking meth in his retirement community apartment in Fresno, Calif.
As fun as baseball cards were as a kid, reading about a group of grown men hungrily tearing through boxes of sports cards in search of a "hit" is rather bleak.
Today in inspired feats of profound boredom: eBay user The_Heppcat claims he typed the entirety of Moby Dick on four rolls of single-ply toilet paper to win a bet. (Or for the most labor-intensive "Dick up your butt" punchline in human history.)
It started, innocently enough, with a lobster. Then Mark Zuckerberg killed a chicken. By the time the Facebook CEO escalated to a pig and a goat — "he cut the goat's throat with a knife," a friend reported — the media took notice. But it was too late.
Mark Zuckerberg has begun personally slaying animals for food, part of a resolution to fully appreciate the meat he eats. The Facebook CEO's slaughter has been wide ranging, claiming a goat, pig, chicken and a lobster.
Dr. Ted Eisenberg is the world's most prolific boob job surgeon. He is also a champion knife-thrower: "My work spills into my hobby, and my hobby spills into my work. I bring that work focus to my knife-throwing." This is either a quirky anecdote from a Tom Robbins novel, or the beginning of a terrible horror movie…
Last night, believing that fear is truly dead, Stephen Colbert welcomed viewers into his "Hobby Hovel" to build birdhouses. All was going swimmingly until he brought out the sparkles. After daintily tossing sparkles in his birdhouse, Colbert cracked.
What are the olds doing these days, besides drinking heavily and shooting the young? Many are going back to their old colleges and cheerleading, at football games. Only problem: "most of the girls are a lot bigger now." Hmm. [WSJ]
Playboy's once-mighty breast photography publishing empire is crumbling into dust, so the company is just selling its logo to anything and everything in order to raise some cash. This upsets the weirdos who collected Playboy crap before it was cool.
Brooklyn native Martin Raskin attended P.S. 202 in East New York from 1946-1955. Now he's obsessed with collecting memorabilia from his old school. How obsessed? Buttocks obsessed.
Tom was just like you: an ordinary schmoe from Jersey, with a kid and a job in banking and a pronounced inability to attract celebrities into his general vicinity. Until one day when he met Barack Obama, became magnetized, and proceeded to attract celebrities, in much the same way a magnet attracts metal. Moments ago,…
Ron Jeremy hates the internet. But he loves sucking his own penis.
Manhattan federal judge Jed Rakoff has been nicknamed "Judge Dread" on Wall Street for his efforts to hold banks and financial execs accountable for their actions. (He's currently overseeing the case against Bank of America, which is accused of misleading investors regarding bonus payouts, and he's also presiding over…
Think of any hobby and someone is probably obsessed with it. For documentaries, the more esoteric, the more intriguing. Well there is a bloc of people obsessed with accumulating frequent flyer miles. And it makes for a mesmerizing documentary short.
"A federal study indicates one of every five U.S. citizens was involved in birdwatching during 2006, contributing $36 billion to the nation's economy," says the UPI. Oh yea? Bullshit. Saw a bird, maybe.
Josh Lucas—romcom star, nightlife regular, Matthew McConaughey admirer—seems like a nice guy, right? Well. As long as he's doing his yoga. When Josh Lucas stops doing his yoga...well, you wouldn't like Josh Lucas then.
