Invite for December 2005 Party
FRISKY HOLIDAY MAGIC
LAST PARTY OF 2005
PASSWORD IS: MIDNIGHT BLUE
at age 10, I watched my very first naked interview with a mid-op transsexual,
thanks to the Manhattan cable access show "Midnight Blue"
on Channel J. Native NYC boy Al Goldstein was the repulsive host of
this formidable and filthy show, as well as the founder of "Screw"
magazine, which sold over 140,000 copies weekly at its height. A couple
of years ago his company, Milky Way productions, went bankrupt; Goldstein
lost his 11 million dollar fortune, as well as his 11-foot statue of
a raised middle finger. Classy. In addition, he had to part with his
six-story town house on East 61st Street, did time at Rikers for harassing
a former employee, and then got three years’ probation for harassing
his third wife. And to continue his downward spiral ... last year he
got busted shoplifting three books from Barnes and Noble on 66th and
Broadway. His 29 year old wife (his fifth marriage - the daughter of
a Hindu priest) is afflicted with Crohn’s disease. His Harvard
law grad son won't speak to him. He spent a chunk of time in homeless
shelters, supposedly until good friend Penn Jillette (the non-silent
member of Penn and Teller, who recently had a baby girl named Moxie
CrimeFighter Jillette) started paying rent on an apartment for him.
Things really started looking bright when he got a job as a greeter
at Second Avenue Deli for $10 an hour. Most recently he worked in corporate
accounts at New York City Bagel. I called the bagel store today, asking
if he still worked there, and the guy who answered the phone couldn't
even understand my question. Check it out yourself at 1228 2nd Ave between
64th and 65th. Then you can stop by Serendipity for Frrrozen hot chocolate,
and take a ride on the Roosevelt Island tram. Tramtastic! (See recipe
for Serendipity's Frrrozen Hot Chocolate at bottom of this page. I've
made it - it's excellent.)
We're really swinging
this month, moving the party to White Rabbit, owned by Jim Chu (Stuyvesant).
Rabbits don't make me think of Hugh Hefner, but they do remind me of
my first visit to Coney Island in the 1600s, trekking through the sand
in wooden shoes with my Dutch friends. Y'see, popular theory suggests
that Coney Island got its name from the Dutch, who called it Konijn
Eiland (Rabbit Island) due to its wild and crazy rabbit population.
The area was overrun with these little critters. Rabbit hunting was
common until resorts were developed in the area.
Here are a few other theories as to how Coney Island got its name:
the island was once inhabited by the Konoh, or Bear, tribe, a name
that was eventually corrupted to become "Coney."
in 1609 Henry Hudson's right-hand man, John Coleman, was killed by
Native Americans, leading to the name Coleman's Island in his honor,
which the silly British butchered to become "Coney Island."
the name may also refer to a topological feature reported by early
mariners. On a portion of the island lacking shelter (a low delta
about a mile and a half long by half a mile wide), wind had blown
the sand into truncated cones. Thus the name "Coney" was
used as an adjective to describe the island's appearance.
Coney Island is now connected to the main part of Brooklyn, but it
was formerly its own island, separated from the main part of Brooklyn
by Coney Island Creek.
Coney Island’s boardwalk (some say the world’s longest)
was the subject of the 1964 Drifter's song "Under the Boardwalk."
And now for my shameless
self promotion: I started a kids clothing line, Zoe
Lou, all handmade by me, right here in this damn fine city. Check
out my goods at: www.zoelou.com.
Happy end of 2005!