The delectable and downright brilliant bit of ad hoc street seating hails (as many other wonderful and creative uses of tires do) from Bogart Street in “East Williamsburg”. Not only does it look stylish but I can personally attest to the fact it is also quite comfortable.
There is only one word to describe a creation as sublime as this: GENIUS.
I just received the following (and very disquieting) email from my friends over at District Dog regarding the above depicted pet. Please give it a read as the circumstances under which this dog disappeared are more than a little dubious. Rob writes:
I am sure you have seen the signs for the MISSING BLACK AND TAN CHOW/ SHEPARD MIX in the neighborhood.Â It was last seen with a girl about 5’10” and blonde hair, she was wearing a brown coat.Â The dogs name is Dubi,Â he is a well taken care of dog, we can attest to this.
If anyone has any information, please contact us immediately.
We just returned from our trip and are heartbroken to hear that he is missing.
We have been told that the girl that took him from Christina’s Corner Store believed the owner abandoned him.Â This is not the case.Â The dog was in the park with the owner running around with his leash hanging and took off.Â Someone must have tied him up at the corner store.Â We can understand the initial interpretation, but circumstances cannot be assumed.
Hiram, Dubi’s owner has been to the police and shelters with no luck yet. He received a message from the person who took the dog, saying she was not going to give the dog back. This is illegal.Â She has not even spoken directly to him yet and did not leave a number to call back.Â We have been told that she lives withing a few blocks of the store.
PLEASE PASS THIS TO EVERYONE YOU KNOW IN THE AREA.
WE CAN BE REACHED 24/7 AT 718.290.7434
OR BY EMAIL rob (at) districtdog (dot) com
PLEASE HELP US GET DUBI HOME.
TELL EVERYONE YOU SEE IN THE DOG RUN OR WALKING A DOG.
If you have seen Dubi please contact Rob via email or the above telephone number immediately. Let’s get this handsome chap back to his rightful owner. Thanks!
UPDATE, 1/14/09: I spoke to Rob Maher this afternoon. Apparently the woman who left the voice message stating she was not returning this gentleman’s dog also berated him for not offering a reward. Naturally if I get my hands on this delightful missive you can look forward to hearing it on New York Shitty. In the meantime I will have to be satisfied with adding the coveted “asshole” tag to this post.
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
Filed under: 11206, 11237, Asshole, Brooklyn, Bushwick, East Williamsburg, East Williamsburg Brooklyn
From Central Avenue.
From Freeman Street.
From Johnson Avenue.
It has been a while since I have checked in on this, one of Greenpoint’s finest eccentrics. As a matter of fact it was almost a year ago to this day I saw this gent tidying up his yard (in sub-freezing weather) wearing nothing but a pair of tighty whities. This was a sight I assure you I will not soon forget. This photograph comes courtesy of Rowan5, who happens to have taken a number of very nice shots over the weekend. Check ‘em out!
As predicted Jack O’Neill’s has changed hands and as of last Saturday it has closed its doors. You can check out its newest incarnation January 17th when it reopens as the Shayz Lounge.
I suspect I speak for many when I say I hope the new owners are going to keep the Irish pub theme and not attempt to transform this establishment into something unduly “hip”. Given the name they have selected I am not terribly optimistic, but I suppose we all will just have to wait and see.
130 Franklin Street
Brooklyn, New York 11222
OPENING DATE: January 17, 2008
P.S.: Speaking of “hip” those would-be entrepreneurs among you who happen to have some a lot of extra change laying around might be interested to know 259 Banker Street has officially hit the market.
Today I am going to kick things off with a few photographs I took of this weekend’s snowstorm. Enjoy!
From North 14th Street.
From Wythe Avenue.
From Banker Street.
From Franklin Street.
Yesterday a few of my friends and I whiled away the day bowling. We paid for two hours thinking (in our naivete) they’d let us finish the second round. They didn’t. They cut us off. Nonetheless before they tossed us out my buddy over at Bad Advice achieved her dream: cracking 100.
You’re a 300 (or whatever they consider to be a perfect score) in my book! As are the other wonderful Greenpoint, Williamsburg, “East” Williamsburg friends who ventured out to celebrate my birthday. Thank you!
Otherwise I saw fit to leave my calling card at the Gutter. I like to call it “Racked In Black”.