Thursday, March 19, 2009

Cemetery Sunbathing



Flying Nun Peep took a recent sunny day as an opportunity to catch some rays and commune with the beyond. Her friend Peter Pan/Angel Jesus happily obliged.

Monday, August 25, 2008

Dodge Peep


Plenty of toned men in skirts playing dodgeball at the last McCarren Park pool party with not a moobie in sight. Praise the lord! Peep! Peep! Peep!

Friday, August 8, 2008

Stand By Your Peep


June Carter Peep naturally likes country music. She also likes camping out on musicians' heads. Isn't guitar boy cute? He doesn't have two faces like the other two. Peep! Peep! Peep!

Thursday, July 17, 2008

Muppets, Hello Kitty, Oh My!!!!

Peep could barely contain her envy over Hello Kitty and Elmo, such obvious poseurs, being prizes at Le Festa del Giglio. The peepanity!!!!!

Monday, July 14, 2008

Flying Nun Peep Escapes Her Cloisters

to serve as Kim's (of Matt and Kim) sun bonnet for the day at McCarren Park pool. Peep rocked out all day but what will Mother Peepior think? Climb every rock stage. Ford every pool of vomit. Follow every Broken Social Scene tour. Til Peep finds her spleen. 

Tuesday, July 1, 2008

Brooklyn Ikea Got a New Mascot: PeepKea!


Ikea doesn't know what it's in for. Peep took a waddle down to Red Hook to check out its new store. What she found was a new perch and meatballs!!!! The only trouble is: it's difficult to relax at the dock behind the store because it's difficult to tune out the traffic cop in the garage, commanding folks to go left and right. It's downright stressful. Still, Peep loved the kiddies' meatballs for $1.99. Mmmmm. Meatballs! 


Saturday, June 21, 2008

Stop in the Name of Peep


On Friday night, Peep attended the opera at Prospect Park in hopes of spotting Alex McCord and Simon Van Whatever Kampden from the Real Housewives of NYC. Remember? The pretentious social climbers who moved to Brooklyn but forgot to purchase a brownstone? (For the love of christ, if you want status in Brooklyn, buy a damned brownstone!)



Peep, alas, was crestfallen not to have run into them. However, the opportunity to perch upon the middle finger of world-class soprano Angela Gheorghiu mid-aria proved more priceless than owning a Mastercard and immediately lifted her mood. Later, she joined the mere mortals in the audience.