East Williamsburg Photo du Jour: Champ
Filed under: 11206, Dog Shit Signage, East Williamsburg, East Williamsburg Brooklyn, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
I have featured the work of “Super” from Montrose Avenue on a number of occasions. (You can see the gradual evolution of this sign by clicking here and here.) Needless to say when I saw this, his latest and fifth attempt, I had to pass it along here. The blue ribbon reading “Champ” is a nice touch— and is very well deserved!
Miss Heather
Williamspoint Photos Du Jour: Eyes
Montrose Avenue
West Street
Kent Avenue
Miss Heather
East Williamsburg Photo Du Jour: Montrose Avenue
I’m not too sure what kind of merchandise/services the “Holy Ghost Rebel Corporation” offers but I’m happy to see they recycle! A LOT.
Miss Heather
New York Shitty Day Ender: Signs Of The Times
From the 8th Avenue bound platform of the L train at Montrose Avenue.
Miss Heather
East Williamsburg Street Art Du Jour: Slice
From Montrose Avenue.
Miss Heather
Subway Poster Du Jour: M Is For MILF
Just when I thought television couldn’t possibly inflict anything worse on the viewing public I discovered this advertisement at Montrose Avenue stop of the L. Is it just me or do these young bucks look like they’re queued up for a gang bang? I suppose, metaphorically speaking, they are. I guess I should just be content that these gents have shirts on. Nonetheless I still find myself asking:
Why god, why?
Miss Heather
East Williamsburg Photo Du Jour: Advice
From Montrose Avenue.
Miss Heather
East Williamsburg Photo Du Jour: Brooklyn Bocce
Filed under: Williamsburg
From Manhattan Avenue.
Miss Heather
Happy Martin Luther King Day From New York Shitty!

From Montrose Avenue.
Miss Heather
Dung Of The Day: Glass Half Full Edition
After learning about the latest incarnation of this sign last week I simply had to see it for myself. What’s more I wanted to gauge its effectiveness. I have some good news and some bad news to relay:
1. While on the one hand it would appear the local citizenry are obeying the letter of the sign,
2. on the other they do not seem to be grasping its spirit.
Glass half empty or glass half full? I’ll let you make the call.

While I’m on the subject of dog shit and day-glo paint, I was recently forwarded a most amusing item from my friend over at And I am Not Lying. Here’s a teaser to pique your interest:
There were two good things about my apartment in Virginia:
The rent was only $175 a month, and Brad the landlord never came over. Ever. Or so we thought. This seemed ideal at the time, as I was using the living room as a painting space in addition to training live chickens to play keyboards in the living room. The less company, the better.
But like so much else in the world, the good and bad parts of that situation were horribly entangled.
We’d moved into the place in a hurry in the dead of an unusually cold winter – which served to keep the smell down..
Yup, and it only gets better.
Miss Heather



















