The recent torrential downpour(s) have made “Dung of the Day” pickins’ pretty slim. But “dog shit” isn’t merely canine effluvia, it’s a state of mind. Which brings me to this steaming pile of shit my husband and I happened across last night at 198 Green Street…
Who the? What the? OH MY GOD!!! [...]
I apologize for the lack of posts lately, but be assured that I have been very busy consolidating and planning the expansion of my “shit empire”.
In the (hopefully) near future you can expect:
1. The birth of the “crap map”. I have been busy collecting pix and data, the only thing holding me [...]
I found this monstrousity on the northeast corner of Huron Street and Manhattan Avenue. I am going back tomorrow to measure it— it’s friggin HUGE! The dog that pinched this loaf is probably bigger than my great aunt’s old Delta 88. YIKES!
5/15/06: The rain has winnowed it down a bit, but [...]
After you look at dog shit long enough you notice that each turd has its own ‘personality’, if you will.
As a result, each of my daily walks has become a free-style Rorschach Test, e.g., this one looks like a bunny rabbit, that one looks like clown, etc… You get the idea.
Today’s “Dung [...]
A few days ago I put up (yet another) post about the all the friggin’ dog shit on my block. The following is the closing line from this post:
But the question that nags at me is this: do these people simply not notice all the dog shit in front of their buildings or [...]
Rare are the days when I see something repulsive enough to make me wince.
I have lived in New York City long enough to build-up a certain ‘immunity’ to things that would give someone in, say, Idaho, an apoplexic fit. I understand what Frank Sinatra meant when he sang that song about the “city [...]
On May 4th I wrote a post about the proliferation of dog crap to be found in and around the lofts here on Green St. This situation has not changed. In fact, there is even more shit to be found there.
Yesterday I watched a woman exit her loft with TWO big dogs, oblivious [...]
Like any upstanding red-blooded American, my husband and I went out last night and dined on Mexican food. I had been invited to an art opening this particular evening, but there is no way I am going to listen to some (andro-american) artist pontificate about gifs when my time can be spent celebrating the [...]
I saw a host of things today on my daily walk: creepy old shirtless Polish men lounging on park benches at McCarren Park, choice graffiti, an honest-to-god pinhead and of course, plenty of dog shit. Yesindeedy, it’s springtime in Greenpoint.
Until I came across the colossal pile of shit featured as today’s “Dung of [...]
Like most people who have more important things to do and too much time on their hands, I frequently find myself drifting off into flights of fancy. Usually this manifests itself in small ways, such as making art work or researching monkies. Other times I find myself brainstorming about inventions I would like to [...]