Earlier this week the New York Post wrote about a new trend among women in the city — celibacy. One, Katie Jean Arnold, was said to have hooked-up with somebody on the L train platform. I wrote, “Sex on L Train Platform Leads to Celibacy Pledge,” and everybody was all like, “Nahhh, not that kind of hook up.” The Post’s usage of the term “hook up” caused mass confusion among millions of people worldwide, as humanity struggled to understand whether or not an act of sexual proportions occurred on the L train itself, or if the hookuppery happened later at a private apartment.

Well, guess what. We reached out to the celibate musician, Katie Jean Arnold, who tells us that yes, indeed, a hook up DID occur right there on the L train. This was more than a simple meeting of the minds.

From the musician’s mouth: “We kiss until the train comes. We kiss from the Lorimer stop until the Jefferson stop. He takes my hand, leads me to his room, plays me a lullaby and then we make sweet love…”

So here, in a breathtaking FREEwilliamsburg exclusive that’s bigger than Gizmodo’s iPhone scoop, let’s get to know Katie and what happened that fateful day on the L train platform, how both Katie and her sister lost their underwear and her future as a sex advice columnist.

For reference: FW is me, Brian, and KJA is Katie Jean Arnold.

FW: So you are the singer/songwriter/comedian from the New York Post celibate story who “hooked up” with someone on the L train platform, yes? Give us the “real story.” What is a “hook up” as in, was it a meeting in old people speak, or did you jolly rancher right there on the concrete?

KJA: I walk to the platform. I see an attractive man sitting all alone with his guitar. We make eye contact and I sit right next to him. He immediately starts kissing my neck…

[CONTINUED AFTER THE JUMP!]

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Early on Saturday morning, near the corner of Roebling & N. 4th, a cyclist was struck by a black, 4-door Ford livery cab. According to the flyer (pdf), the driver is claiming Stefan, the cyclist, blew a red light. It’s a charge Stefan can’t dispute. He doesn’t remember the event due to head trauma received from the crash.
Were you there? Did you see a cyclist get hit by a livery cab?
Stefan, who has five broken ribs, a broken shoulder, a broken back, and a broken foot, needs witnesses to help fill in the blanks.
Contact Mike at 410-409-9787 if you saw anything.
Update: 7:00pm – From the tweets of a Twitter user identifying him or herself as a sibling of the victim, this was originally a hit-and-run. Just two days ago, he/she tweeted, “searching for witnesses of a hit + run bike accident in williamsburg ny. our brother was hit; he blacked out. if you have info, pls write us.” Then, yesterday, he/she added “they have identified the driver(s), so that’s a really great thing.”

With the amount of new restaurants constantly popping up across Williamsburg/Greenpoint, the thought of trying them all can be overwhelming. Luckily, this weekends Taste Williamsburg Greenpoint should help you cross a few of them off your list (and maybe help you find a new favorite in the process).
Over 34 restaurants are participating, including An Nhau & Banh Mi, Antek, Aurora Ristorante, Bakeri, Bedford Cheese Shop, Blackbird Parlour, DOC Wine Bar, Dressler & Dumont, Fabiane’s Cafe & Pastry, Fatty ‘Cue, Fornino, Juliette, Karczma, Le Barricou, Lodge, M Shanghai, Manhattan Inn, Mesa Coyoacan, Miranda, Nita Nita, Pies ‘n’ Thighs, Rabbithole, Rye, Sel De Mer, Sweetwater, Taco Chulo, Teddy’s Bar & Grill, Traif, Van Leeuwen’s Ice Cream, Walter Foods, Wine Cellar Sorbets, Wombat and many more will be serving up their specialties alongside a pop-up version of the Greenpoint Food Market. And if you want to rid yourself of some of those calories, you can dance them away with the live music accompaniment on an outdoor stage.
All proceeds from the event will go to benefit the building of the Northside Town Hall Community and Cultural Center a joint project of two longtime North Brooklyn neighborhood non-profits, Neighbors Allied for Good Growth (NAG) and The People’s Firehouse, Inc (PFI.) The redesigned building will provide a permanent home for the two founding non-profits to continue to serve, organize, and advocate for the community, a flexible cultural exhibition and community meeting space on the ground floor.
Tickets prices are:
$35 for 6 tastes – Advance* – $40 day of event
$55 for 10 tastes – Advance* – $60 day of event
$95 for 18 tastes – Advance*- $100 day of event
To purchase tickets, visit here.

From the same artist who brought us the semi-secret dumpster pools, there is now Glassphemy!.
From the Times:

The installation, set like the previous project in a private space along the Gowanus Canal in Brooklyn, is a 20-foot-by-30-foot clear box, with high walls made of steel and bulletproof glass. People stand on a high platform at one end of the box and a low platform on the other. Those on the higher platform take empty glass bottles and just chuck ‘em into the box ‚Äî aiming, perhaps, at their compatriots across the way, who are safely outside the onslaught zone. The bottles smash fantastically, artfully designed lights flash, and no one is harmed.

This just doesn’t sound as refreshing as a dumpster pool. And in the same vein as the pools, you have to be a cool kid to get an invite, or send a fantastic recycling suggestion to macro-sea.com MAYBE get an invite.

Ale Paul, a designer, and his friend Jon Parker developed a new Brooklyn-inspired font called Brownstone. The full font files, which include alternates, small caps, uppercase ligatures, lowercase ligatures, frame characters, frames, and punctuation, is available via this link.

Brownstone, the face born from these explorations, is an original 21st-century design, yet one subtly infused with historical and cultural references – keen observers might spot influences from decorative typefaces of 19th-century foundries. And just as faces from that era were influenced by contemporary architecture, the frames included with Brownstone echo the ornate iron railings of Park Slope’s row houses. (There’s also a slight 1960s vibe to Brownstone, of novelty swash-sans photocompositing faces, that can be played up at your discretion.)
Influences aside, Brownstone has broad appeal to modern audiences. A soft, monoline sans-serif, with elements of Swiss geometry (see the ‘k’ and ‘x’), its marriage of highly legible, draftsman-like letterforms with decorative swashes and ornaments reflects the old-meets-new aesthetic of the DIY craft culture seen in Brooklyn and other urban centers. It’s ornamental but unfussy, romantic but understated -√É‚Äö√Ǭù a design theme well-suited to recession-era cynicism.

via Typography Served

OK, Tim, so I may have misread that Post story about a local musician hooking up with a stranger on the L train. See to me, a Gen-Y-ish college graduate who went to school at a snotty upstate private University, the phrase “hooking up” implies sloppy, regretful sex where nobody wins yet somehow nobody loses.
To the Post, and I imagine my parents, hooking up means “getting together.” So, in this case, our friendly, pre-celibate musician was “feeling it” (and in this case, no, Posties I don’t mean literally feeling “it” ((and no, I don’t mean “it” as in “penis”))) and decided to go to a guy’s house whom she had met literally minutes before on the L train platform, where she then regretfully experienced The Sex.
Case in point: By saying a woman hooked up on a train platform with somebody before she actually hooked up in a bed and then swore off sex all together, you are inviting provoking headlines like “Sex on L Train Platform Leads to Celibacy Pledge.”
That is all. Pure motherfucking magic.

Today in not quite street art: you may or may not notice a few hundred brightly colored wheel stickers slapped around Wburg and Greenpoint (and I guess the rest of the city too?). No they weren’t put there by an aspiring graffiti artist (DicKikin?) but by the internet company Kikin, in the attempt to give you an iPad. Apparently you just tweet a photo of a sticker at the company, with a #kikin.com hashtag, and you’ve entered their contest.

Their first clue to where you can find a sticker? At a Greenpoint/Williamsburg bar that “doesn’t have any matches….” GET IT?? So up and at ‘em, kids. Go be successful, own an iPad.

Continuing with the trend of Southside expansion, a new gourmet patisserie caf√© opened last weekend on Driggs near Fillmore Place. Margo Patisserie Caf√© is owned by baker-couple Margaret and Kris Kozlowska. Currently Margo only sells pastries, cookies, and tarts, but there are plans to expand the menu to include soup and sandwiches in the future. The sunlit caf√© is cozy and has tables with enough room to work (free WiFi is also available). The coffee is pretty tasty. According to Margaret it’s ‚”an Ecuadorian blend from California”. We have our eye on the lemon tart ($5.50), as well as the black forest cake ($5.75). If we could, we’d eat it all!
Margo Patisserie Café, 667 Driggs Avenue, Williamsburg, Brooklyn; 718-384-0651

Katie Jean Arnold (pic right), a singer/songwriter/comedian, hooked up with some stranger on the L train platform so now she’s telling the New York Post, “Never again!”, as in, she’s ratcheting up the celibacy belt for a few weeks.

Two weeks ago, Katie Jean Arnold had her celibacy wake-up call. After hooking up with a stranger on the L train platform and going back to his place, she woke up at his apartment and decided to leave. On her way out the door, he came up to her, naked, and said the words she’ll never forget: ‚”What’s your name?”
It was then that she made her Big Decision.
No. More. Sex.

Before you starting thinking, “Damn, why hasn’t that happened to me?”, realize it’s this guy who turned this woman off of having sex for a few weeks. Maybe it was his style. Maybe it was the fact he couldn’t remember her damn name. But dude, whatever sex position your iPhone recommended you try did not work.
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We can’t get enough of this guy:

TORO Y MOI “YOU HID” from Yours Truly on Vimeo.