Monthly Archives: July 2009

From rink to clink: Jailbirds say Nicole Bobek was cool

nikkiShe caught a major beef when cops collared her on charges of selling meth, but ice queen Nicole Bobek gave a North Jersey pokey four stars — and even made tube tops for fellow jaibirds, a published report says.

Inmates and employees at the Kearny clink described the former figure skating champ as a model prisoner in her three days there, before her momma sprung her on $100,000 bail. Keep reading….


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Family man, good friend, Mafia Wars teammate: Bye, bye, Johnny



Getting into work this morning, I did my usual routine of checking emails and Facebook messages. The last thing I expected to read was that a dear friend had passed away. I knew that he was recently ill and hospitalized; however, you always think “It can’t be so bad. He’ll be fine.”

The next thing you know…he’s gone.

“Johnny-Boy” Sposato was one of those folks who I became friends with when I was five or six years old, running around the old neighborhood in North Bergen. He was a couple of years older than me and was one of those guys that was just really damn nice.

I remember how many pre-teen girls (myself included) had major crushes on him back in those

innocent days when you didn’t even really know what it meant to have a boyfriend or girlfriend. In our teenage years, I remember Johnny-Boy not being around as much, once he began driving, leaving the younger kiddies to wait until it was our turn to become cool and independent.

As people do, I lost touch with him after the high school years. Even so, there is a certain group of friends that will always remain like family in my heart, no matter how much time or distance is between us. John S. was one of those people.

Through the magic of Facebook, I was able to reconnect with him. I quickly learned that he was still the sweet, warm-hearted person from our childhood days. I also learned what a loving husband and father he was. Anyone who spoke with him, read his profile, or looked at his pictures could immediately tell that his family was his world. No one could question that his first priority was family…good Italian Catholic boy that he was.

He won’t be remembered in a service held at a huge stadium and won’t have reporters hounding his family for a picture or an interview. That’s fine, though. He will be honored and remembered by people who genuinely gave a damn about him. He will be remembered with dignity and respect.

No one ever wants to lose a loved one, family member, or cherished friend, especially a young man of 44 years who had so much to give to those around him. I will deeply miss my childhood friend, my buddy, my Mafia Wars teammate. The tears will eventually subside, but my heart will continue to ache for the loss experienced by his family.

God bless your beautiful family that they find strength in one another.

Johnny-Boy, I’ll miss you.Mikey and Gina

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Moonwalking off this mortal coil


Dunno ’bout you, but I’ve taken more blurry photos than I’ve cared to count. For every gorgeous red rocket glare that I captured exploding over the Hudson this weekend, there are 10 or more fizzles or unsteady streaks of intermittent color. I deleted those rejects faster than you can say Macauley Culkin.

Not so the person who held onto a blurry picture of Michael Jackson with one foot in the grave and the other unable to do that little point-and-twist move anymore (unless a playful coroner on the overnight already has done it when no one was looking).

In this case, the British tabloid “OK!” bought itself priceless publicity by snatching up that blurry pic, while lightening its wallet by $500,000. What did it get? Why, a point-and….shoot, you shouldn’t have exceeded the boundaries of good taste and printed that, you bushwackers!

My side literally hurts as I laugh at the hypocrisy of “the media” telling this little player what it should and shouldn’t do. I LOVE how they question its taste and talk about drawing lines and considering families.

Do you REALLY want me to call each and every one of you out for some of the slimier things you’ve done?

Must I point out instances of reporters posing as students, or even as medical personnel, in order to get close to a subject? Or helicopters flying too close to the ground for the lastest celeb wedding?

Someone — likely an EMT — had the presence of mind to pull out a cellphone and snap away as the King of Pop lost his carbonation.  A tabloid with a pair of stones (and I don’t mean Fred and Wilma) was then willing to push a half-mil to the middle of the table and see what it could collect.

So pay up, suckaz: Buy this mag or they’ll shoot another photo.

Plenty of people bought plenty of tickets for the freak show when Michael was alive. His head blazing like a matchstick during the making of a soda commercial was deemed the Golden Fleece — not only for Enquirer types but the “traditional” media, as well.

Now that he’s 10 toes up they want to suddenly reverse course and treat him differently. Which, of course, creates a dichotomy: If you treat him as human,  you must take into account his transgressions. I remember one day, in particular, when I would have loved to grab those skinny ankles of his and hung him out the window, with nothing but a towel between his Missing Johnson and the rest of the gawkers below. Ain’t no balcony high enough.

We saw pics of Dead Elvis, his royal King of Chicken Wings stuffed into a XXX coffin after his heart — clogged with fried peanut butter and banana sandwiches — literally toppled him from his throne. Truth be told, I was hoping for a shot of MJ in a hospital bed, or on a coroner’s slab, not being dumped into the back of a meat wagon with a mask over his face (ironic, eh?).

Which brings us to the true joke of this entire episode: Let “the family” have some peace.

Come again?  (Not you, Michael.) You mean the family that makes the Osbournes look like the Huxtables? The family that stages dueling press conferences, wardrobe malfunctions and countless other sleazy, slimy, stupid gimmicks to bring attention to itself? The family that leeched onto those Sgt. Pepper’s coattails and never let go? (Ten gets you thirty that the monkey is one of the pallbearers.)

Show the family respect after they essentially pissed on the public? Give them room to grieve? Stay away from the Massive Christian Burial at the Staples Center (which most definitely was NOT named for Mavis, Pops or the rest of that exemplary family) and watch it on TV?

Here’s an idea: Why not cart his dead bony ass around the country for a month, like Nancy Reagan did with Ronnie Ray Guns? Record every second of it and produce a documentary: “Never Can Say Goodbye.” Think of the merch you could sell on that coast-to-coast procession! T-shirts! Bobblehands! Michael’s last words recorded and sold on CD: “Hey, I can’t….. (thump).” Everlasting gloves — two for the price of one…. Dramatic stuff here.

Then you could cryogenically freeze MJ and bring out the glass box — oh, 18 or so months from now — and do it again. Badder and deader than ever.

These tears you see aren’t from sorrow. It’s just that if I laugh any harder, I swear, I’ll split a gut.

Tito, bring me some tissue.

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Hudson hues and views: Macy’s fireworks spectacular

FWORKS1It’s been nearly a decade since New Jersey witnessed a spectacle like tonight’s Macy’s fireworks display, which drew tens of thousands to the riverfront and countless more atop the Palisades

Countless spectators had front-row seats on the balconies of condos and apartment complexes facing Manhattan, where once piers blighted the waterfront.

Others, meanwhile, began staking out vantage points as early as 8 a.m., from Fort Lee to Jersey City.

The moon offered a soft backdrop above midtown, as the Macy’s barges slowly floating south, sending off brilliantly colored rockets oe’r the land of the free and the home of the hearty, who toted coolers, tripods, blankets, boxes lunches and radios down to the riverside.

Security teams in brightly colored shirts kept watch, along with local police. But it was no different than a holiday parade, as strangers in lawn chairs became fast friends, sharing home-cooked meals, scooting over to make room for others, and turning a warm afternoon with high clouds and low humidity into a day at the beach.

The best seats in the house belonged to those in West New York, Weehawken and Hoboken, as the barges quickly drifted south after the first launch at 9:40, Coast Guard and NYPD patrol boats clearing the way.

After all of the shows along the East River, Jersey welcomed its turn — and didn’t waste any time claiming vantage points. It was like New Years’s at Times Square — only with bikinis and croks replacing hoodies and parkas.

In our complex, the languages gave way to smiles and warm greetings, as Germans, Middle Easterns, Asians, and even local New Jerseyans gathered on the terrace facing the Intrepid as if at an outdoor festival. Even the security guards got a home-cooked meal, courtesy of one of the condo owners.

(Photos by Jerry DeMarco. Use by permission only.)

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High-priced hookers hit the Heights

callgirlsA nondescript, cereal box of a building in Jersey City’s Heights served as a call center for customers who paid up to $3,500 an hour for hookers they selected online, authorities said, in shutting down the operation.

Joseph Ruis, 43, took in roughly $250,000 a month operating World Party Girls from the three-story Sherman Avenue building, where he also sold cocaine to some of his hundreds of listed customers, said Hudson County Prosecutor Edward DeFazio.

Most of them paid with credit cards after selecting the woman of their choice from a web site (photo left), the prosecutor said. Keep reading→

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WNY robber kicked in door, locked up postal clerk at gunpoint

postal2A man wielding a handgun kicked in the back door of a West New York post office and made off with an undisclosed amount of cash and valuables after locking the clerk in a back room early this afternoon, authorities said.

The robber kicked in the back door at 1 p.m., pointed the weapon and locked the lone employee in a back room, said Josh Shandler, a U.S. Postal Service inspector.The clerk wasn’t injured, Shandler said.  The bandit was described as black, about 5’10” with a medium build and no distinguishing features, other than large, square designer sunglasses, he said.

U.S. Postal Service inspectors are at the facility now, where they must “go through and do all the accounting” to determine exactly what was taken, Shandler said. They do know that some personal and postal property is missing but are unable to put a dollar figure on it yet. KEEP READING→


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UPDATE: Investigators probe WNY post office holdup

U.S. Postal Service investigators are at a postal facility at 60th and Park Avenue in West New York that was held up earlier today. Initial details are sketchy, but no injuries were reported. The amount taken wasn’t disclosed. Keep reading…..

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