It’s been awhile since I have featured the lovely, loving, UBER-adorable and eminently ADOPTABLE kittens at Empty Cages Collective. Since today is indeed “Feral Cat Day”* I thought I’d share this hilarious video of Giselle (a feral momma) and her “Tiny Dancers” by Lisacat. Enjoy!
Mikhail (the grey cat) is quite the ham but I assure you Twyla and Margot are equally charming (if a little more subdued). If you’re looking for a roommate of the four-legged variety why not make an appointment to meet the tiny dancers? They’ll steal your heart!
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*It’s also National Bosses Day. Coincidence? I think not.
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
This Saturday, October 18, the Morgan Fine Arts Building will be conducting its annual Fall Studio Open House from 5:00 – 10:00 p.m. Just as last year this event is totally free to the public. So why not spend this upcoming Saturday night checking out the work of twenty five up-and-coming Garden Spot artists?
Morgan Fine Arts Building
649 Morgan Avenue
Brooklyn, New York 11222
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
This may look like something from Texas but it most assuredly is not. It hails from none other than Greenpoint’s “Park Avenue” (McGuinness Boulevard) where Jay (the person who was kind enough to forward me these photographs) writes:
I came across this sign during my morning walk… with my dogs. They wanted to take a dump in this guy’s yard but I was afraid they’d get shot. I call this “Shoot First; Figure Out How To Run The Country Later”,
Indeed. The more eagle-eyed among you might have noticed the Fedders Box gracing the top left-hand corner of the first image! I mention this because tomorrow is going to be an extra special “Fedders Friday”. Stay tuned!
UPDATE: This was just forwarded to me by Mr. Heather. Amusing stuff, although I’d recommend:
- Joe The Plumber Knocked Up my Teenaged Daughter.
- Joe The Plumber Gave Me The Clap.
- Joe The Plumber Flushed Out My Pipes.
- Joe The Plumber Lays Good Pipe.
- Joe The Plumber Knows What A Woman Likes.
- I F*cked Joe The Plumber & All I Got Was This Lousy T-Shirt.
- Joe The Plumber Will Have to Pay More Taxes Under The Obama Plan If You Buy This Shirt.
From Apollo Street.
Aluminum siding exposure is to a Greenpointer what arsenic poisoning was to a Victorian: after time (and repeated exposure) one builds up a resistance. Thereafter more siding (or arsenic) is necessary for the desired effect to take effect. I beg to differ. Sometimes “less” is more. I like my siding with a “twist”.
CASE IN POINT: This house in Sunset Park I call “Right Eye”.
This gem would be overlooked by a mere siding dilettante. Not me. I’m a professional.
What we have here is classic case of L.S.F.B.V.G.S.:
- Low siding (not related to low riding)
- Fedders boxes (in this case two)
- Vandalism with gratuitous signage
I’ll tackle the second point first.
This is classic Fedders heraldry. You don’t see beauties like this much anymore. Please download this image so your children (and grandchildren) can enjoy the glory that is nascent Fedderization.
Low siding, vandalism and gratuitous signage
Note how the heraldry motif (From the Fedders boxes) is carried over to the garage door. (Of questionable taste to some but consistent!) A garage door, I will add, that is obstructed by a great deal of aluminum siding. Whoever owns this house loves him (or her) some siding. They deserve to be an honorary Greenpointer!
The gratuitous signage is pure gravy.
Thank you Sunset Park for the best “fix” of aluminum siding goodness I have seen in months!
It would appear that Tommy is more than deaf, dumb and blind; he also can’t smell.
Jennifer Hilton, a local activist for and long-time resident of the Greenpoint/Williamsburg community is asking for our help.
…in early June Jennifer had emergency surgery and was diagnosed with stage three color cancer. A single mother who is in between jobs and who recently sent her daughter off to college, she is faced with a tidal wave of costs associated with her treatment. To chill out this wave, Jen has decided to hold a fundraiser to help defray these costs and to contribute to an organization that has been instrumental in easing her burden, CancerCare.
This benefit will be no small affair. People and businesses from the area have generously offered their support:
- Teddy’s Bar & Grill will be hosting the event
- Brooklyn Brewery will be providing a keg of their fine local brew – profits to Jen.
- One of most amazing guitar players on the planet, Hugh Pool, and his band will be jamming live
In addition there will be a raffle and silent auction for items donated by local businesses, artists and artisans.
Thursday October 16, 2008
7:30PM until til the cows…
Teddy’s Bar & Grill
96 Berry St (@ N. 8th St)
Williamsburg, Brooklyn, NY 11211
There is no “cover charge” for this event but you should RSVP via email at: rsvp (at) jensblast (dot) org.
Filed under: Area 51
This one goes out to my buddy over at Best View In Brooklyn.* Not only was she not disturbed by my flagrant act of boobification in her neighborhood (that being Sunset Park for those of you who are not in the know), but she was gracious enough to link to it. As did mcbrooklyn.
*Although I dispute her claim as having the “best view in Brooklyn”. Who wouldn’t want to look at these gals every night? I do! What’s more when conditions are right it comes with smell-o-vision!
I wonder if “SHAM” is a subsidiary of Dewey, Cheatem and Howe?
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
The fiendish friend I like to call the Humboldt hurler!
On a lark I decided to swing back by my favorite haunted house to see how things are progressing. They have— indeed, progressed— what’s more, what their neighbor said last week was true…
IT DOES GET BETTER EACH YEAR! Here are a few highlights of the finished product*. Enjoy!
Mad scientist: check.
Ghoul gnawing on an unarticulated hunk of human flesh: gotcha covered!
What would a Halloween display be without a guillotine? LAME AS HELL, that’s what!
Mummies and ghouls and vampires, oh my!
I can’t really find the words to adequately describe this one. That’s okay. I don’t think there are any.
Dead man walking hanging.
Here’s a neighbor appreciating the final product.
Not only is the haunted house of Humboldt complete, but they’re firing up at night. That means live vomiting, kids! I have it on decent intelligence the vomit might be green this year —but I suppose the only way to find out for certain is to head back at night. As the woman married to the mastermind behind this diabolical creation so sagely said this afternoon:
He’s the one who does this, I just try to keep out of it.
Understood. In more ways than you can possibly imagine, comrade!
P.S.: This post goes out to Tony and the fab folks on Humboldt. People like you are the reason I live in Greenpoint. YOU ROCK!
*You can see the rest here.