Thrillistthe email guide to life in NYC brought its lad mag sensibility to eco-friendly nightclub Greenhouse last week. A thousand suitssans tiesand aging sorority girls in minidresses squeezed into the shrubbywalled venue to swill free tequila and beer. Entertainment was hired: A woman in an octopus suit waving her arms around; a short person (child, midget?) in a rubber suit without eyeholes and a Coney Island carnie with a python wrapped around her neck. Here, watch this, Mark the Magician told me, plucking a pen from my grasp. His two assistantswearing fishnet stockings and tight bike shortseach lifted a leg and rested it on the table in front of us. Mark unfurled the pen from the blonde ones patent leather boot. Isnt he amazing! the other onea brunetteexclaimed. Liz, the blonde, told me they had lost count of the pick-up lines coming from the partygoers. If one more of these dudes tells me he likes my hat, Im going to scream, she joked. They usually just take mine off my head, the brunette added. Two girls in their early 20s were giving off a friendly vibe so I made myself comfortable at their table. I asked Amanda, a Business- Week writer, how Thrillist managed a holiday party when so many media outlets are canceling theirs. She answered with a boozy shrug: My magazine is having its first Christmas party in years. The economy makes it a great time to be a business writer. Material Girl played over the speakers. Heading outwhere a mariachi band played on the sidewalkI saw Ben Lerer, Thrillists founder, arguing sales figures with a Gawker employee. He had a beer in one hand and an empty rocks glass in another. He put the glass down, patted the guy on the back and turned to me. Everyones obsessed with the crash, end of the world, economy crumbling, yadda. Were feeling bullish, he said. I asked him if he felt weird blowing up cool spots with his daily updates. Were in the hood, we know whats up, he replied, referring to being born in Manhattan. I dont think being in a room with these people is such a painful experience, he added. One of the partygoers interrupted to ask for a cigarette. What was I saying?