Spotted On Quay Street: Batman

August 28, 2010 ·
Filed under: 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic 

Laura (who took the above photograph) writes:

Hi Heather! Mike & I were driving through Quay St. and spotted Batman in the midst of battle, with his foe in black. No shit.

Hmm. I wonder if among these these masked mens’ super powers is immunity to tuberculosis? Yes, dear readers, cases of TB have popped on Quay Street. More specifically at the MTA’s Mobile Wash Facility. Scary.

Miss Heather

Urban Fur: Waiting

August 28, 2010 ·
Filed under: 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Urban Fur 

From Manhattan Avenue.

Miss Heather

Spotted On Graham Avenue: Hate

August 28, 2010 ·
Filed under: 11211, Asshole, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn 

From the love of god will someone please make this stop?

Miss Heather

Williamsburg Street Art Du Jour: Cat Lover’s Special

August 28, 2010 ·
Filed under: 11211, Crazy Cat Lady, Street Art, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn 

From Lorimer Street.

Miss Heather

From The New York Shitty Photo Pool: Coney Island Babies

August 28, 2010 ·
Filed under: BAD ASS, Brooklyn, Coney Island 

This wonderful photograph hails from the Boardwalk and comes courtesy of the inimitable and insanely talented Steven. R. Hazlett. Love it!

Miss Heather

Crosstown Local Video Du Jour: Friday Night

August 28, 2010 ·
Filed under: 11211, Crosstown Local, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn 

As I have mentioned previously yours truly has been out and about a lot this week. This is in some part due to the fact I have inexplicably accumulated a number of friends whose birthdays fall in one week! On second thought perhaps this isn’t so uncanny. I mean, people have to do something in December to while away the long winter nights. But I digress. The much welcome temperate weather has also ignited my wanderlust. To this end I and a few friends spent the last night in the East Village. Arguably the high point of our evening was when yours truly nearly got slammed into by a rather statuesque woman who seemed to be under the general impression the sidewalk on Second Avenue belonged to her. At the last minute I obliged and in so doing narrowly avoiding having my face firmly ensconced in this woman’s chest. I quickly recovered and quipped:

You wife’s face is in my wife’s tits! No, your wife’s tits are on my wife’s face!

This put us all in fits of sophomoric laughter. It was a fun and eventful evening all the way to the very end. Which brings me to the journey home— and the subject of this post.

After pointing out what I have christened  “The Booger Bench” to my compatriots this gent got up, walked past our party (and in so doing let loose a not-so-silent but deadly) and stationed himself against the wall. Being stalwart G train veterans all we knew nothing good could possibly come of this— and we were right: he promptly started vomiting. Or should I say, stealth vomiting? To his credit this chap was trying to be as discreet as possible. However, electing to utilize the end of the platform where the entrance from the L is located is— how should we say— a fundamentally flawed strategy. And so we watched on as people entered, quickly assessed the situation and put as much distance as possible between his/her person and this gent as possible.

Eventually a young couple with a stroller came on the scene. His gastronomic problem(s) having (as we shortly learned TEMPORARILY) abated, he turned around and stood in front of his creation. We found this attempt at concealment amusing— especially since it worked: the couple, completely unaware of what had transpired, stopped right in front of him. Then the next salvo hit. After recoiling in horror the mother promptly grabbed her stroller and moved. Her husband, not so easily deterred, lingered to take some pictures on his i-phone. All the while a man was strumming a banjo and crooning “You Got a Friend in Me” from Disney’s Toy Story on the opposite platform. Simply put, it was nothing short of magical.

For those of you who are wondering this chap managed to get it together enough to board the G train when it arrived. As we exited at Greenpoint Avenue he elected to stay on board. I suppose he’s Queens’s problem now.

UPDATE, August 28, 2010: As of 6:30 p.m. it’s still there.

What’s more, I observed he doused the wall for good measure.

Yummy.

Miss Heather

East Village Photo Du Jour: A First Avenue PSA

August 28, 2010 ·
Filed under: 10003, 10009, East Village, East Village Manhattan 

Taken August 27, 2010.

Miss Heather

Crosstown Local Photos Du Jour: The Last Exorcism

August 28, 2010 ·
Filed under: 11222, Crosstown Local, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic 

From the Church Avenue bound platform at Greenpoint Avenue.

Miss Heather

From The New York Shitty Inbox: An Attempted Hit & Run On Nassau Avenue?

This week has been a busy one for yours truly. I have been out more this week than I usually am in a month! Last night after watching a man vomit on the G train platform while a man was playing the banjo and singing a song from a Disney movie I realized what I have been missing. This morning when I checked out my inbox I was reminded that what transpires on the G train is child’s play (no pun intended) compared what goes down on our thoroughfares.  Brandon writes:

For what it’s worth, there was a pretty crazy wreck last night on the corner of Nassau and Humboldt in Greenpoint. My wife and I crossed Nassau walking south, and about 10 seconds after we crossed a medium-sized black SUV whipped down the street at maybe 40 miles an hour and SLAMMED into a parked car on the right side of the street. The SUV almost flipped over, tilting over on its left tires at ALMOST a 90 degree angle, then smashed back down to the ground. The car driver apparently then freaked out and hit the gas hard, slamming into the car just in front of the first one. I think the driver was probably considering a hit and run, but then saw the crowd of about 20 or 30 people gathering around. I called 911, but after about 5 min. left the scene after it appeared that the cops were on their way, and a large crowd had gathered around the vehicles involved. I can’t find a single mention of this in the news, on blog, or on Twitter. Have you heard anything? What happened? Was anyone seriously hurt? Curious if you or your readers know what happened.

So do I. Does anyone have the 411 on this? If so, please share via comments or via email at: missheather (at) thatgreenpointblog (dot) com. Oh yeah: YIKES!

Miss Heather

New York Shitty Day Ender: Chinese Chess

August 27, 2010 ·
Filed under: 11232, Sunset Park, Sunset Park Brooklyn 

Playing Chinese Chess

Rounding out today’s truncated postage I leave you with this photograph taken by Carnade at Sunset Park. Now if you don’t mind I am off to enjoy the weekend!

Miss Heather