Filed under: 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Urban Artifact
Anyone need a plunger?
Filed under: 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Stuff That Makes Miss Heather Happy
I have just received word that KitKat (as seen at left) is back home safe and sound. Perhaps that wild storm that just blew through well— how shall we say— “motivated” her to better appreciate “domesticity”? She ain’t talking!
Filed under: 11222, BAD ASS, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Stuff That Makes Miss Heather Happy
When I saw this woman braving the heat in such magnificent style I simply had to document it for posterity. Of course in the interest of full disclosure it should be noted that I may be a mite bit biased…
A very nice lady named Colleen writes:
KitKat got out sunday morning and has been gone since …she was last seen on Oak street. Please call 646-251-3418
If you have seen this lass, please call her person at the above-listed phone number. A reward is being offered.
UPDATE, July 9, 2014: She is back home safe and sound. Yay!
Loss prevention specialist and all-around cuteness ninja Ash keeps a careful eye on the candy.
Filed under: 11222, Criminal Activity, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic
This makes two bikes which have recently been stolen in Greenpoint. Hmm…
Filed under: 11222, Crosstown Local, Fuck This Shit, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic
The dissent here was done via Sharpie Marker— as opposed to yours truly’s middle finger)— but the sentiment is more or less the same. On a related note, Airbnb’s advertising campaign (so as to win over the hearts and minds of New Yorkers) has merited attention from the New York Times. This article regarding the “sharing economy” is also quite interesting. Pardon me for asking, but if money is exchanged isn’t that commerce?
P.S.: Am I the only person who is wondering exactly how many of these depicted Airbnb “hosts” are paying the applicable taxes for and have permission from their landords for engaging in this “sharing”? Anyone?
Filed under: 11222, Crosstown Local, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic
In an alert sent at 12:39 p.m.:
b/d, there is no G train service b/t Bedford-Nostrand Avs & Court Sq, due to FDNY activity at Greenpoint Av. Allow additional travel time.
I went to the scene to see what was going on (one NEVER has to twist my arm for a chance to talk to New York’s Bravest*). Apparently there is a fire in the tunnel. They have all the entrances to the G at Greenpoint buttoned down pretty good. Those of you who presently require the services of the Crosstown Local G between Bedford Nostrand and Court Square would be best advised to find another means of transit for the time being.
1:53 pm: Folks are being allowed to enter the subway at India Street so I am guessing everything is A-ok.
*I noted that I appreciated their hard work and noted it has gotta suck to wear all that gear on a day like this one. One fellow agreed it was “a little hot”. To wit I replied:
This is swampass weather.
They were amused.
Filed under: 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Newtown Creek, Wow, WTF
Last night the Mister and I decided to have dinner in Long Island City. Since the weather was (somewhat) amenable we decided to walk home. As we were crossing the Pulaski we spied signs of activity at the North Brooklyn Boat Club. Intrigued— because, as we all, a great deal of “educational outreach” is conducted at 10:13 on a Tuesday night— we decided to hang around see what gives. Clearly they were wrapping up for the night. And then the Mister saw something interesting. VERY INTERESTING.
This fellow placed an object to his mouth (a kazoo? cigarette?), pulled a drag and proceeded to walk to the floating dock. There he tossed it into the creek. The Mister was flummoxed:
Did you see that? He just tossed a cigarette into the creek?!?
Me: Yes, I saw that. Did you know the North Brooklyn Boat Club was recently awarded Greenpoint Community Environmental Fund money so as to educate bar patrons about how cigarette butts thrown onto the street enter our sewer system and eventually end up in the creek?
The Mister: Really?
Really. Perhaps the point they are attempting to make is rather than putting your butt in the street you should simply go directly to the creek a deposit directly? That way you are cutting out the middle man! In all seriousness folks:
- With “environmentalists” like this, who needs enemies?
- I fail to see why bar owners cannot, will not fund such an initiative out of their own pockets? I mean, it is not like they’re not experiencing a downturn in business or anything. Bars must be doing a nice clip of business. Why else would north Brooklyn have so damned many of them?
- I am certain those who were engaged in the lawsuit from whose settlement the North Brooklyn Boat Club received funding for this sterling endeavor are gonna be thrilled to see this.
You can get the 411 by clicking here. Yikes!
UPDATE: The following news item has been brought to my attention. (Thanks Amber.)
You can read the whole sad story by clicking here. My heart goes out to Mr. Middleton’s loved ones.