New York

21 E 12th St, between University and 5th; 212.255.3271

A graffiti-decked, bi-level eat-in/take-out from the Kampuchea guys, Pang serves a rotating menu of six to eight Cambodian-style sandwiches (hoisin veal meatballs w/ jasmine rice & basil, grilled Duroc pork, peppercorn catfish, etc), plus sides like grilled corn w/ chili mayo & coconut flakes, and Asian bottled drinks like China Cola -- carbonated beverage of the People's Republic, where even now Max Headroom's stuttering "Catch the Wave...C-C-Commies!".

Providenciales, Turks & Caicos Islands, B.W.I.

A just-opened Caribbean redoubt from the NY hoteliers, this 91-room, glass-walled Providenciales complex boasts a 7,000sq ft pool with floating "lounge islands", lux grub from an outpost of NY's Bagatelle, miles of pearly white sand, and extremely proximate casinos -- where hopefully your cavorting'll earn you a condition named after T&C's capital, Cockburn Town.

From an NY-based Japan-o-merican, these wildly colorful mid calf and knee socks're knitted w/ huge, non-traditional graphics, e.g., Kick the Habit (smoldering cigarettes), Intestine (pink and red stomach tubes), Pencil (giant No. 2 pencil), and Meat -- raw meat, for gleefully embracing your feet's rancid stank.

Meticulously created by an Excel savant so mono-skillful she calls herself Excel Rain Man, these Tourney spreadsheets doubly ease pool organization: competitors get standardized brackets w/ team name pulldowns, and pool commishes get a pimped out, macro'd/Visual Basic-using Manager Spreadsheet that lets them import brackets in one click, plus easily set point values by round. Unlike many bracket generators, this one bypasses firewalls, so your only roadblock to glory's your unshakable faith that "This is Rick Barnes's year".

Run by newlywed snack zealots "on a nacho quest for the best", this NY-based blog not only reviews and GMaps nacho-raunts (Tequilaville, Uncle Moe's Burrito and Taco Shop, etc), but also organizes nacho bar crawls, sells "I Nacho NY" tees, and even curates songs about nachos, e.g., Hanson's "Devil's Nachos", which forsakes the addictive silliness of "MMBop" for heartfelt poignancy ("Devil's nachos, too hot / Devil's nachos, way too hot / Devil's nachos...they're not your nachos"). Indeed they're not, girls.