Will Studio B follow through with their rooftop garden grand opening tonight? If what I saw earlier this week (a bunch of men preparing to unload construction materials) is any indication, it is a distinct possibility. I can hardly wait to see how this plays out! Stay tuned.
HOLY 311 OPERATORS! It would appear that Ms. Grasso and her funky bunch are set to make their indelible mark on the Garden Spot— and by “mark” I mean destroying stuff and making some very angry neighbors.
This is 186 Green Street. Or should that be this was 186 Green Street?* Note the new name for her business: MGM Demolition. This ploy is elegant in its simplicity: instead of addressing her firm’s less than professional conduct, just change the name of the firm and hope no one notices. Brilliant! Anyone care to place bets as to when this site will get hit with its first Stop Work Order?
With fine workmanship such as this (from Orient Avenue), I am certain it will happen soon enough.
In closing I would like to tender my sincerest sympathies to the residents of 15 Orient Avenue. Not only do they have to contend with Marie’s madness (as depicted above), but they also have to deal with this.
Be sure to check out the Stop Work Orders for this property (44 Maspeth Avenue), they’re a real hoot. Here is my personal favorite.
This classic complaint from last year is also worth mentioning for its almost Zen-like quality:
CLR STS AT THE ABOVE ADDRESS THEY ARE DOING CONSTRUCTION AND THE WORK THEY ARE DOING IS AFFECTING AROUND THE CORNER WIRES.THE CALLER HAVE NO PHONE SERVICE BECAUSE THE WIRES ARE BURIED UNDER THE WORK
If a contractor cuts off your telephone service and you complain to the Department of Buildings does it make a sound?
Answer: A resounding “NO”.
NO CONSTRUCTION WORK OBSERVED AT TIME OF INSPECTION. NO DAMAGED WIRES SEEN AT LOCATION
*It is unclear what will be built here. Plans were filed last year for a five story (plus mezzanine and cellar) building. They were disapproved.
Filed under: Area 51
I have often wondered about why Arthur Herbert Fonzarelli (better known as “The Fonz“) called the men’s bathroom at Al’s his office. Aside from the obvious stench that must be endemic in such a place (e.g.; the men’s bathroom at a greasy spoon), I cannot help but wonder if there were also homosexual tendencies at play. Was the bathroom at Al’s this country’s first televised tearoom? I suppose we’ll never know.
In any case, it would appear that the folks at Olive Park Condos have taken a page from the book of Fonzarelli and located their sales office in similar resort-like accommodations.
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
I suppose it was only a matter of time before someone in the Garden Spot threw his (or her) hat into the hipster hating ring. This shirt can be found at District Dog, a rather nifty shop that sells very cool goods for creatures with and without fur.
Today’s installment of Fedders Friday hails from right here in Greenpoint. Many delights await the intrepid traveler who goes to Eckford Street.
Just north of Greenpoint Avenue one can check out 265.
This is the site of Crater Lake, which as you can see, is looking as inviting as ever.
And just down the street at 257 is this, a true masterwork of the Fedderist style.
Fedders boxes are evident, although the builder seems to have decided against placing one here. I am certain Louis Le Vau, the mastermind behind Versailles would understand this architect’s frustration at this egregious and unsolicited modification of his “vision”. That is, if Fedders boxes existed in the 17th century. Philistines.
Thank goodness no expense was spared regarding the use of cement and iron gates.
In keeping with great palaces, this one employed the use of a muralist. Art, after all, inspires and uplifts the soul. Just as Louis the XIV had Charles Le Brun at his service, the fine folks at 257 Eckford have seen fit to retain “DRIP”.
Yes sir your highness, this is one classy establishment.
A gracious host always see to it that his (or her) guests are entertained. In the era of the Sun King this usually entailed having extensively manicured gardens to stroll through and forests stocked with wild animals for the hunt. In Greenpoint we stick to down hill sledding.
As the buzzers attest there is no shortage of hired help on hand to attend to your every need. In addition, those of you who happen to overindulge at the ball, an amply stocked pissoir has thoughtfully been put in place for your convenience.
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
As we learned in this post sometimes people leave some rather— how shall we say— unpleasant items in the baskets of parked bicycles.
So naturally when I saw this bike on Humboldt Street my curiosity got the better of me. I simply had to see what was in the basket.
Anyone feeling a little peckish?
Filed under: Bushwick
From McKibben Street.
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
Yes folks $2,200 a month for a two bedroom railroad apartment in Greenpoint. What the hell is this dude on? It must be “good shit” to quote Cheech and Chong.
As for the rest of us, Major T. J. King Kong from Dr. Strangelove put such absurdity in perspective all too well when he said:
…I’ve been to one world fair, a picnic, and a rodeo, and that’s the stupidest thing I ever heard come over a set of earphones the Internets.
Turn off the odious music on this advertisement, turn on “Sunshine of Your Love”* by Eric Clapton tune into reality and drop out.
*”White Room” also works well.
Filed under: Williamsburg
What I love about knocking around Cooper Park is all the odd the side streets. There’s always a nifty discovery around every corner.
Like this, the green house of East Williamsburg, at the intersection of Judge and Powers Street.
Here’s a rear view. If you have the means and/or sick leave today check this house out for yourself. It’s pretty amazing.
Flushing Realty has been kind enough to notify their neighbors that this eyesore cool old house will torn down as soon as the city “bureaucracy” sees fit to let them. Don’t believe me? Read for yourself!
How very considerate of them!
And how very considerate of the Department of Buildings to not serve them violations.
Can you feel the love? I know I do.
If you don’t no worries. I found a trace of 59 Orient’s former glory just down the street, maybe it will pump your ‘nads.
All this site needs is a good piledrivin’