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Jonathan Ames Beats Craig Davidson, Makes Out With Fiona Apple

Last night in the sweaty morass of Gleason's Boxing Gym, a crowd of weird literary types gathered around a boxing ring. Famous pervert-alcoholic-author Jonathan Ames was set to fight Craig Davidson, Canadian author of pugilist novel "The Fighter." At 43, more than a decade older than his opponent, Ames was technically the underdog. But the crowd was in his corner. His friend Mangina was there, with the fake leg, wearing a flesh colored unitard and a fake vagina. Sitting in the front row was none other than 90's chanteuse Fiona Apple, looking anxious. Why was she here, we wondered to her face. "Because Jonathan is my boyfriend." Oh? It looks like Ames won before he even started. But Fiona couldn't help him when the bell rung for the first of three two-minute rounds. But maybe she helped him win! Laurel Ptak was there to capture the carnage, the victory and the moments of tendresse.


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Keeping Up With Jonathan Ames' Alcoholism

So on accident I went into the Gawker office yesterday and, bored, I picked up the June Spin, which apparently is still being published. The cover story on Marilyn Manson turns out to be written by New York hero Jonathan Ames, he of the old infamous New York Press debauchery 'n' self-hatred column and a few fine novels. (Some of the story is online.) So Jonathan goes out to L.A.—excuse me, Chatsworth, for real— and Marilyn Manson's manservant lets him in and serves him a goblet of absinthe. How goth! And uh oh! More »

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Team Party Crash: 29th Annual Empire State Golden Arm Tournament of Champions @ Galloping Green Tavern

This Saturday, we sent resident nightlife photographer Nikola Tamindzic and our in-house Expert on Physical Activity, Gabriel Delahaye, to the 29th Annual Empire State Golden Arm Tournament of Champions, in Flushing, Queens. Why? Fuck you, that's why. Here's the photographic proof. After the jump, Gabriel gets all Lincoln Hawk on us, and Nikola steals people's souls with his magic picture machine. More »

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Team Party Crash: The Moth Ball @ Capitale

Last time we checked, writers got paid shit, and no one was reading anything besides US Weekly. Nevertheless, the honorable folks over at The Moth have set up a reading series so successful that they've managed to parlay it into a national tour, a mentoring program, and a functional charity. Their annual Moth Ball fundraiser is able to draw the likes of Moby, Malcolm Gladwell, Darren Aronofsky, and a guy who looks like Lex Luthor, not to mention our own Nikola Tamindzic, and Gabriel Delahaye. Journey through our action-packed photo gallery, then step after the jump to discover who prevailed when Gabe met Jonathan Ames on the manly field of arm-wrestling. More »

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To-Do List

1. Go to the Culture Project for sexy stories and burlesque featuring Jonathan Ames and Nerve.com contributor Laurie Stone.
2. Try the "passion romantique" at Daniel (if you can get in.)
3. See The Stone Reader at the Film Forum.

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LES spelling bee

Choire relives childhood nightmares by subjecting himself to an adult spelling bee on the Lower East Side with the likes of Jonathan Ames ("the writer and total snack."): "A hundred people stared at me expectantly from their creaky butt-shaped wooden seats. The man with the Oxford English Dictionary gave me a single-eyebrow raise. To my right, four people had been knocked out of the spelling bee on everyone's favorite goatsucker, the whippoorwill. I mean, c'mon. Whip. Poor. Will. Get a grip, people."
History, repeating [East/West]