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  1. photo op
    World, Please Welcome Max and Emme Lo!We don’t know how we missed this, but apparently, Jennifer Lopez and Marc Anthony named their babies! The twins are called Max and Emme. Max was born at six pounds even, and Emme was a petite 5.7 pounds. They might have been named after a PBS show called Dragon Tales, TMZ tells us, but then what do they know. Anyway, they are pictured above. Kidding! Those aren’t Max and Emme. We’re going to have to wait until they are un-red and un-crinkly and are photographed for People to see what they really look like, but in the meantime we figured, why wait? With modern technology, we can just imagine what they look like.
  2. office-party patrol
    ‘CosmoGIRL!’ Parties Like It’s Freshman Year All Over AgainLast night saw loads of magazine parties: The blazered GQ staff boogied down at Passerby, Wenner Media rocked out at Madison in the meatpacking district, and W celebrated its continued existence at Death & Co. We didn’t go to any of those, because we were at New York’s own fiesta at the Cub Room. Unfortunately, we can’t tell you much about that, partly because we’re not allowed to but mostly because we can’t remember much — except that we were pleased to learn that our co-workers like to party. And that Jessica Coen will do the splits if you ask her nicely. But we can offer you a report from inside the CosmoGirl soirée, held at the decidedly un-girlie Rumours, a tinsel-decked, wood-paneled sports bar on Eighth Avenue in midtown.
  3. intel
    This Week, Give Cab Drivers a Little CreditIf you’ve ridden in New York taxis for a long time, you’re probably already wary of the credit-card machines that have been installed in many of them. The ones that have been in cabs for a couple of years now never really worked, and not handing over cash just feels weird. The Post reveals today that cab drivers are also suspicious of the devices. In fact, many of them would do anything to prevent you from swiping. According to the tabloid, they’d rather just grab your cold, hard cash and will lie about broken machines or fake policies to make sure that’s how you pay. The Post doesn’t specifically explain why some drivers would rather have you pay them in cash, but the implication that most cabbies are cheats is pretty heavy throughout the piece. The problem is so bad that the head of the Taxi and Limousine Commission himself was once prevented from using a credit card by a deceitful cabbie. The cabbies’ union claims that the problem is the equipment, not the drivers. After the jump, some technical advice on what to do to avoid this problem.
  4. intel
    Promoter and Queer Icon Dean Johnson DiesDowntown icon and gay performing artist Dean Johnson died last week, friends just learned. The six-foot-six promoter was found dead by authorities in Washington, D.C., but remained unidentified until this week. Police are still investigating the cause. Johnson, 45, founded the iconic weekly party Rock and Roll Fag Bar in the late eighties, and also started HomoCorps, a monthly gay music showcase at CBGB, before the punk club closed. At times a porn star and at other times a rock star (he fronted Dean and the Weenies and later the Velvet Mafia), he was always recognizable by his height (often augmented by heels) and brazen eyewear. Friends say he helped shape the growing East Village art and club kid scene in the late eighties, continuing through to today, with popular and notoriously raunchy parties he’s hosted at dive venues like the Hole and the Cock. He had battled drugs “historically,” said his longtime friend Joe Birdsong. “But in the past year he had cleaned that up.” Friends will celebrate his life next week at Rapture Café and Books on Wednesday at 8 p.m The Velvet Mafia [Official site] Dean Johnson – Death of a Legend [Motherboards] Related: Party Favorites [NYM]
  5. in other news
    Amy Sacco Might Be Done With Bungalow, and Fabian Basabe Will Happily Dance on Its GraveToday’s Observer brings the sad news that Bungalow 8, the West Chelsea lounge you’re nowhere near famous enough to get into, will likely soon be divested from club queen Amy Sacco’s empire. “I’m gonna do whatever I feel is necessary for myself,” she tells the paper. “But I’m not going to stay if I can’t get my customers to walk down the block.” Mother of mercy, is this the end of Bungalow? We asked someone who’d know: Party boy about town Fabian Basabe, who was a Bungalow regular until he filed a pesky little lawsuit in August after he was denied entrance and subsequently, he claims, punched by the doorman. Basabe was less gleeful than we’d have expected, but he also got right to the point: I think that when certain people started going and other people stopped going, it died. There isn’t that kind of exclusivity on 27th Street anymore. The Gramercy Hotel and Double Seven blow Bungalow away. Presumably, of course, those places are still letting him in. — Brian Niemietz UPDATE: Sacco calls back to tell us that reports of her desire to sell Bungalow are “total bullshit.” A Nightlife Queen Gets Ready to Sell Her Chilly Hotspot [NYO] Bungalow 8 Update II: Sacco Maybe Just Airing Frustration, Maybe Not Selling [Eater]