Since Valentine’s Day is just around the corner I am going to kick off today’s offerings with a few photographs to help get my fellow north Brooklynites in that lovin’ state of mind. Enjoy!
From Kingsland Avenue.
From Metropolitan Avenue.
From Graham Avenue.
From Newel Street.
From Flushing Avenue.
Filed under: Williamsburg
From Wythe Avenue.
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
Yes, I know you shouldn’t leave your pup unattended nowadays for fear of having him (or her) dognapped for reward money. But sometimes a woman needs a canine to stand watch over her Stayfrees while picking up a bottle of milk (and a candy bar or two). This one goes out to you, Wishbone. You’re a damned good (and most cute) protector of feminine hygiene products!
From north Brooklyn’s (or southwestern Queens’s) Seine.
When I look westward to Manhattan I do not see a pretty skyline. Rather, I envision an infinite number of bowel movements, vomit and detritus that will soon find their way two blocks from my home.
Stand up and be counted, Greenpoint, for the shit you are about to receive!
Nobel prize winners, diplomats— PRESIDENTS— and Joey Arak* have graced my neighborhood with the by-products of their respective genius. Maybe I’ll pick up a fraction of their gifts via schnozmosis? I can only hope so. It’s been especially stanktastic of late.
The bigger the stench = the bigger the brain?
*This is not necessarily sarcasm.
From Manhattan Avenue.
Except of course for the above black frock in a size small: I purchased the last one! Be advised they still have plenty of sizes still available in white. It’s a very cute dress and at $66.00 the price can’t be beat! Be sure to check out their BYBOE heart necklaces while you’re there as well.
Valentine’s Day Sale
February 7 – 14
150 Franklin Street
Brooklyn, New York 11222
HOURS: 12:00Â – 9:00 p.m. Monday – Saturday, 12:00 – 8:00 p.m. Sundays
Today I have decided to kick off the weekend with a few selections from my photo pool. Enjoy!
Almost at the end of the G line by Gubatron.
McCarren Park by algul.siento.
A lost glove on Lorimer Street by Caryn Rose.
The Greenpoint Savings Bank in beautiful black and white by mugsniffer.
It is an excruciatingly rare occasion that my boss Larry and I will exchange meaningful “WTF” glances with each other when a customer enters the store. And when we do it usually means one of two things:
- The person in question has shit his (or her) pants.
- The person in question is certifiably insane.
As of yesterday afternoon now I can include a third reason: the person in question is old enough to be my father and is wearing a Sherlock Holmes hat with neon green glasses.
When this dude came through the door I knew it was going to be interesting. It most certainly was. What started it all was when I asked Larry who the sweet little old lady* was who left the store because “she was so cute I just wanted to pick her up and keep her in my pocket.”
Upon hearing this “Sherlock” chimed in:
Don’t you want to keep me in your pocket?
After giving this some thought I said “Sure, why not?” and took the above photograph. The manifold ways in which this man was fascinating are simply too many to recount here. Follows is snippet of conversation following “Sherlock’s” refusal to pay $5.00 for a beaten up conch shell. Enjoy!
New to the neighborhood or just visiting? I can only hope it is the former. This man should have his own t.v. show.
*And by “little” I mean at staturesque height ofÂ 5’2″ I towered above her.
Filed under: Williamsburg
From Kent Avenue.