Going to ghost ride my Haro BMX into your car door.

You know when you're out with your bros popping and locking, and you request a song from the DJ? You don't always get to hear your song.

You know when you step up to the bar and ask for the Brooklyn Lager only to find they ran out? Then you have to substitute it with some other foamer and you try to will your mind to tell your tongue you are in fact drinking a Brooklyn but it doesn't work because your tastebuds are too smart for that.

It's the same as going on eBay and bidding on a pair of lime green Skyway Tuff Wheels. And losing the bid to some eBay sniper. It's devastating. Crushing.

It's disappointing.

Well we know what that's like. It's a setback. But you tighten your laces and walk on. There are bigger problems than not hearing your favorite song, getting a beer, or attempting to have the coolest bike tires at the age of 30.

Styleundies tries to make every viewer request happen. Call us friendly. But there are somethings we can't deliver. It could be a moral issue, political, or just plain old brain damage that causes us to misplace or forget it. We have had all our mail forwarded to a PO Box in Bushwick in order to deal with this influx.

We do promise to make every attempt at getting your ideas up on the world wide web, live, global, and up for all of humanity to admire. We really appreciate the risque ones especially but need to check with legal first and this process may take a while since we still owe our lawyers some loot. Peace.

Stay fiesty,
Styleundies gots mad steez!

Lightning Bolt Fangs and Lucid Geometries

Attention grabbing, isn't it? Well since this post will not, we repeat, WILL NOT, contain a poached YouTube clip we had to resort to non-visual entertainment, the oft ill-formed and maligned, non-sequitur phrase, or "headline." Call it a lead in, the tip of the iceberg, the icing right before the buttery cake. Call it what you will. But don't call it sloppy blogging. We've heard our share of outcry over our lack of original content and utter disregard for our readership.

Once we had dreams or visions, shamanic visions, of being bigger than Gawker. Of being the captains of our own magic carpets that we would ride to the edge of electronic journalism and beyond, powered by twin F-15 engines. Then you wake up one day and realize the milk you just ate in your cereal was spoiled, and a cigarette won't even make things right. These are days like those. And we ask you, you, our valiant readership, to weather this rough patch with us, this dark period, this void, and stay with us. Banality is like eating liver. It doesn't taste good. We know this. The cooks are in the kitchen preparing a feast of content. We hope you're hungry. Oh and if you're a vegetarian please indicate that by checking the vegetable lasagna on your invite.

Stay pleased,
Styleundies

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WE MUST REMIND YOU THAT THE FOCUS GROUP EXPERIENCE IS USUALLY A PAINFUL ONE...

Deutsch??!!

Playstation goes to Deutsch. (I think we had the broken controller.) Styleundies still stands proud in it's support for the Ultimate Cookie Dipper (TM). That is one fine cookie dipper Donnie.

A Thanksgiving Wish

Styleundies hopes that everyone get there fair share of gravy this year. Gravy is good.

Who doesn't love tropical wine coolers.

this little slice of love was written and shot by one of our very own. nice work alec.

Just when you thought Herald Square couldn't get any better...

it's Christmas time. Brought to you this year on November 14th. Not sure what we hate more. The hoards of tourist on top of the normal hoard of tourists. The shopping bag totting mink-clad Europeans throwing their euros around like peanut shells. The NON STOP christmas music repeated over and over and over again. Or the stench of chesnuts and burning hair. It's all good cause you my friends are in the center of the shopping universe.