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The Waterpod Cometh
This item comes courtesy of Laura Hofmann of GWAPP. What is the Waterpod, you ask? Here’s a description from its brand-spanking new web site:
Waterpodâ„¢ is a floating sculptural living structure designed as a new habitat for the global warming epoch. It is currently scheduled to launch in New York in May, 2009, from the Newtown Creek between Brooklyn and Queens, navigate down the East River, explore the waters of New York Harbor, and stopping at each of the five boroughs it will dock at several Manhattan piers on the Hudson River, then beyond.
As a sustainable, navigable living space, Waterpodâ„¢ showcases the critical importance of the environment and serves as a model for new living technologies. It illustrates positive interactions between communities: private and corporate; artistic and social; aquatic and terrestrial. Built from recycled and found materials, Waterpodâ„¢ is structured as a triple-domed island for: (i) community and artistic activity; (ii) eco-initiatives including food grown with purified water from the Hudson River; and (iii) living space…
You can read the rest by clicking here. Those of you who have ever wanted to live on Newtown Creek* (and you know who you are) this might be your golden opportunity!
Miss Heather
*albeit briefly
Image Credit: thewaterpod.org
Reader Contribution Du Jour: Disappointment Notice
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
This public service announcement hails from the intersection of Norman Avenue and Leonard Street. It comes courtesy of RH Comics* who writes:
check that out– love the blog
Duly noted, RH. Not only do I thank you for the kind words, but I will certainly keep an eye out for “Sybil”!
Miss Heather
*Whose films are rather nifty. Give ’em a watch!
Felines Lost & Found
I have a couple of pet-related items to relay to you. In the interest of brevity (it’s been a long day) I have decided to put them in one quick and easy post. Here it goes.
LOST
First up, Mingus the cat has gone MIA. I’m not too certain where his home is but this flier hails from Huron Street. So all of you who live in the general area keep an eye out for this little fella. It goes without saying (but I’m to say it anyway) if you have seen him or know of his whereabouts please contact his owner at the above telephone number. Thanks!
FOUND
This item comes courtesy of Laura Hofmann. She writes:
This cat showed up today on our 5th floor fire escape… He wondered onto a brick gargoyle on the front of the building. Fortunately, my son was able to reach him and rescue him. We’ve knocked on many doors in our apt building. Looks like he doesn’t belong to anyone here. The cat has a purple collar on it.
Empty Cages Collective Adoption Event
@ NYC Pet Supplies
241 Bedford Avenue
Brooklyn, New York 11211
And that’s all she wrote!
Miss Heather
Musings Of A Junk Chick
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
Yesterday I got to do something I suspect not too many people have the pleasure of doing nowadays: declining a job offer. Well I suppose it was more like declining the opportunity to discuss a job offer. Unlike a number of businesses a former employer of mine is thriving. So much so he had created a new position; one he felt I would fill splendidly. I probably would. However, it would probably entail curbing my “creative” endeavors in a very substantial manner. This is something I simply cannot and will not do. Besides, I am perfectly content at my other “job”.
Working at a junk store does not pay $50,000 dollars a year but this is not to suggest it doesn’t have its perks. For starters I am under no obligation whatsoever to be nice to a customer if he or she is behaving in a belligerent manner. Just today I slammed the door in the face of a man who would not shut up. I am not going to lie to you: it felt good. In addition my boss Larry has a great sense of humor. One of his favorite things to do is to tuck items of a very special nature in and around the area I am entrusted to tidy up. This too came to pass today.
This is one of the baskets gracing the jewelry counter. As you can clearly see there some photographs have been placed in it. Let’s take a look, shall we?
A pair of woman’s feet mashing overripe bananas on a plate. Yummy. Hmm, what else do we have here?
A juicy close-up of a dirty pair of woman’s feet. Even better. I found a great many more photographs of this ilk today. Follows is a selection of my personal favorites. Enjoy!
I call this one “Barefoot In The Park”.
Isn’t this Atlantic City?
This brings a whole new meaning to “Spice Girl”.
Oh my.
HULK-A-MANIA!
Freddy Krueger too?!? Say it ain’t so Joe…
Um, ok.
Built Tonka tough!
AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
But to get back to the purpose of this post: there are some things you simply cannot put cash value on. Yours truly places high premium on entertainment. This is one of the many reasons I live in Greenpoint. I also fancy myself to be an urban anthropologist. The stuff that comes (and goes) from the store is not just clutter to me: it is a telling testament of the human condition. Which bring me to this.
…Snuffleupagus moved the rock on the third day, freeing the Chosen Bird to do His father’s bidding.*
(priceless)
Miss Heather
*Note this comes courtesy of dc108 (see comments). I loved it so much I amended this post.
Greenpoint Photo Du Jour: The Party’s Over
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
This piquant and very timely message hails from Huron between West Street and the waterfront (the lot slated to sport a 39 story condominium complex courtesy of the genius who brought us the Oro condominiums in Downtown Brooklyn). To see more nifty pix from my walk around the neighborhood yesterday point and click your way to my flickr set.
Miss Heather
THIS WEEK: Over Spilt Milk
Filed under: Williamsburg
This Friday, January 30, from 7:00 – 10:00 p.m. the NY Food Museum and City Reliquary will be hosting an opening for its latest exhibition Over Spilt Milk: The Fight for Fair Price & Fair Profit in Depression Era New York. To give you a better idea what this show is about here is an excerpt from their press release:
…The show will feature documents and artifacts from the 1930s, when immigrant Meyer Parodneck and a handful of anti-poverty activists founded the Consumer-Farmer Milk Cooperative to ensure farmers received a fair price, and consumers paid a fair price, for milk. The Co-op played a pivotal role opening the market controlled by milk distribution giants. With their own processing plants and distribution stations, the Consumer-Farmer Co-op sold milk to consumers at the lowest possible price, and paid farmers the highest possible return, for nearly fifty years. Overcoming a mountain of obstacles, this organization made a difference to hundreds of struggling farmers and to the children of low-income New Yorkers.
The exhibition includes period Co-op newsletters and advertising campaigns, vintage paper milk containers, and cooperative movement propaganda. Pivotal moments in the Co-op’s story are illustrated with miniature dioramas.
This event will not only set you back absolutely nothing, but salmonella-free refreshments courtesy of Peanut Butter Company will be in the offering. Yummy.
Over Spilt Milk Opening
The City Reliquary
January 30, 2009, 7:00 – 10:00 a.m.
370 Metropolitan Avenue
Brooklyn, New York 11211
Miss Heather
Greenpoint Photo Du Jour: Intimation of Mortality
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
The next time a bunch of drunk 20-somethings decide to use my block as an ad hoc toilet paper/playground at 1:44 a.m. on a Tuesday night I will be praying to god almighty they mess with this car.
Miss Heather
Greenpoint Audio/Visual Presentation Du Jour: Fun At 1:44 a.m.
I have often been asked why I live in Greenpoint. To date I have yet to give (what I consider to be) a satisfactory answer. That all changed today at 1:44 a.m.
That is when I got to watch (and listen to) a group of three drunk hipsters cheer on one of their comrades while he wiped his ass on someone’s car.
Yeah, you can’t see jackshit in this vid but you sure as hell can hear it. It is rather difficult to channel your inner Cecil B Fucking Demille at 1:44 on a Wednesday morning. This is an hour those of us who do not have trust funds (or work third shift) can usually be found in bed. Usually.
Unless of course you have a bunch of drunken 20-somethings cavort down your block in the wee hours of the night like it is Bedford-fucking-Avenue, knocking over trash cans, trying to set off car alarms and cheering each other on to increasingly stupid, loud and obnoxious behavior. In which case you’ll find yourself sitting in front of a computer at 3:00 a.m. in Greenpoint writing about it.
Miss Heather
From The New York Shitty Photo Pool: ACME
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
Since I kicked off today’s offerings with fish I thought it only fitting I conclude with this lovely photograph of Greenpoint’s very own Acme Smoked Fish (home of the “no sit” rat traps) taken by mugsniffer. Too bad it isn’t scratch and sniff!
Miss Heather
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