Your Landlord, Michael Rapaport

Wow. If Natasha Lyonne were to write a book, it would have to include how to become a B-list starlet (maybe B+-list in the indie world) and a regular in the gossip pages (easy when you date Eddie Furlong and get into fights with others), rent an apartment from Michael Rapaport, trash it, get thrown in jail, and have your landlord write an article about you in Jane magazine. The Daily News has details on Rapaport's article: Rapaport owns a building on East 18th Street and let Lyonne rent an apartment in it. All was okay, until 2003 when other tenants complained about Lyonne's habits:

"People were going in and out of the apartment, [one of the tenants] was telling me about the late-night parties, and 'random dudes sprawled out on her sofa at all times. [Another tenant] had a little dinner party. Natasha was screaming up at them throughout the party."

Plus, when he inspected her own apartment last December (after she was jailing for trashing a neighbor's apartment and threatening to molest the neighbor's dog), "It looked like a grenade had gone off," with smashed glasses in the kitchen and "standing water in the clogged tub with flies hovering over it." Who knew Jane magazine could be a chronicle of apartment woes? And we can't imagine having Michael Rapaport as our landlord: Gothamist would just think about his character in beautiful girls and wonder if he'd plow snow in front of the apartment when he's mad.