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What's blue and red and sweats all over? Saturday's Snuggie Pub Crawl , which was the second blanket-with-sleeves drinking event to hit New York in as many weeks. Over 200 Snuggie enthusiasts donned their Snuggies on the most beautiful day of the year (so far), getting proudly loaded underneath their heat-trapping blankets with sleeves. Unlike last week's free Snuggie bender, yesterday's Snuggie Pub Crawl cost $20 for a day of drink specials (which not everyone paid) at east side bars, and part of the proceeds went to an orphanage in Tanzania.

On Saturday afternoon, the super-hyped Snuggie™ Pub Crawl will capture a generation's lazy zeitgeist by bringing debauchery, blankets and irony together in one time-wasting event. (For the uninitiated, the Snuggie™ is a blanket with sleeves; this commercial will fill you in on the details.) But wait, there was a Snuggie™ pub crawl this weekend! Did we miss it?

The Snuggie™—that adawable bwanket with sweeves that's basically a hoodless monk's cowl with a trademark—has inspired all sorts of reactions, from snickering to wanting, with its instant-classic commercial. ("Blankets are okay but they can slip and slide. And when you need to reach for something, your hands are trapped inside!") With the Snuggie™, your hands are free to work a remote control, massage your lover's feet, or pound Jäger in public. New York's FIRST Snuggie Pub Crawl is in the works, and already over 50 Snuggie™ enthusiasts have signed up! The date is still T.B.D., but the vision of a mob of pseudo-ironic drunks stumbling around in their creepy Snuggies™ makes the ritual orgy scene in Eyes Wide Shut seem somehow comforting by comparison. And while we don't want to contemplate what a drunken Snuggie™ hook-up would look like, now we can't help ourselves! [Via AntiKris, whose step-mother is sewing her a Snuggie for the occasion.]

No need to wear your Sunday best (or even comb your hair) today, just roll out of bed and channel your inner-Zombie. Starting at 4 p.m. the NYC Zombie Crawl will take over Williamsburg:

What better way to scare all those McCarren Park sun-bathers (who will still be in tight black jeans) then by dressing up like a zombie in the middle of spring, imbibing some mid-day booze, and tromping through the neighborhood.

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THEATER: Obie Award winner Adam Rapp has just unwrapped (sorry) his new play Essential Self-Defense at Playwrights Horizons. Set in a mean Midwestern town called Bloggs, the play has, fittingly, been generating big blog buzz. The “grim fairy tale” revolves around a disgruntled misfit “who takes a job as an attack dummy in a women’s self-defense class and finds himself mysteriously drawn to the repressed bookworm who’s beating on him. But all’s not well in Bloggs: with local children vanishing at an alarming rate, our hero, his lady friend, and a motley assortment of poets, butchers, and punk librarians prepare to battle the darkness on the edge of town.” With rock n’ roll karaoke! - John Del Signore

LAist tracks an award-winning TV writer who worked on Good Times to a homeless shelter and sees a Little Old Lady get a jaywalking ticket because she can't get across fast enough (in the same post!). Poets invade Metro and an LAist contributor's new book asks WWJB.

The night you've been waiting for is finally here. Come support the Street Vendor Project of the Urban Justice Center and taste the wares of the finalists you selected at the Vendy Awards. There will be an open bar of wine and beer, and the finalists will be selling their food (at their usual street-level prices) to guests in attendance. A team of esteemed judges will determine the winner. After the honors are bestowed, DJ Diallo Internationale will spin world music into the night.$35 tickets available online or at the door. 7-10:30 pm, 27 East 4th Street in Manhattan.

When the weather turns warm (finally!) Gothamist heeds the cooling call of tiny bubbles. Champagne? Heck, no!

Bloc Party can't be from the UK. They just can't. This is the country that invented the pub crawl, a place where they wean you straight from breast milk to beer. No. I refuse to believe a band from the UK could make an album this premeditated. British people drink too much to be this well thought out. Bloc Party must be German. I'm convinced. Just look at the name Bloc Party. Germans are ruthlessly efficient. They never have anything superfluous. Have you seen how much they love the letter K? SauerKraut. Kraftwerk, Der Kommisar. Those K's have to be coming from somewhere.

For our money, we're enjoying the pictures of Ron Reagan, who interviewed Michael Moore, taking the future of America on a pub crawl, via MSNBC's Hardblogger. Gothamist is sure someone is live-blogging the convention. Also, since Gothamist thinks it's going to be a little slow in NY, news-wise, for the next month, as everyone gears up for the Republican National Convention, so expect more posts on animals!