Greenpoint
Cafe Cito Bogota
Bushwick Photo Du Jour: Elbowtoe
From Troutman Street.
Miss Heather
New York Shitty Day Ender: Love, Bushwick Style
Filed under: 11206, 11231, Bushwick, Bushwick Brooklyn, East Williamsburg, East Williamsburg Brooklyn
From Jefferson & Ingraham Street.
Miss Heather
Bushwick Street Art Du Jour: Here’s The Beef!
From Troutman Street.
Miss Heather
Bushwick Street Art Du Jour: Troutman Street
Taken November 16, 2009.
Miss Heather
New York Shitty Day Ender: Diversification
Troutman Street
Irving Avenue
It would appear that someone in Bushwick belongs to the James Danforth Qualye school of spelling.
Miss Heather
North Brooklyn Street Art Du Jour: Elephant
From Troutman Street.
Miss Heather
North Brooklyn Street Art Du Jour: Blue Lady
From Wyckoff Avenue.
Miss Heather
Help Wanted On Troutman
I have never been a big fan of self-help industry. This is especially true of books like The Secret which lavish a great deal of attention on what is called the “Law of Attraction”. For those of you who are not motivational-speak savvy, here is a definition of this piece psycho-speak from Wikipedia:
…the Law of Attraction says people’s thoughts (both conscious and unconscious) dictate the reality of their lives, whether or not they’re aware of it. Essentially “if you really want something and truly believe it’s possible, you’ll get it”, but putting a lot of attention and thought onto something you don’t want means you’ll probably get that too.
Why anyone would need to outlay money on a book to figure this out is beyond me. My good friend Rachael (long before this idea became de rigueur to changing one’s life) coined a term for just this phenomenon:
Ass begets ass.
Which brings me to this solicitation from Troutman Street.
How can I not shake the feeling this advertisement for “good” carpenters failed miserably? Is it the fact it is written on a door with marker? The fact it will only be seen by people happen to walk down Troutman Street? The fact “ones” is misspelled? It is probably all of the above.
In any case if any “good” carpenters are reading this and are (still) need of work you might want head down to 114-124 Troutman Street.
You skills may very well still be in demand. And even if they aren’t…
you will be on the inside track to pursue this very novel business proposition just down the street.
Good luck— and remember: think positive!
Miss Heather
Street Furniture Du Jour: Distressed On Troutman
This flat-lined chaise lounge hails from a very special street in Bushwick called Troutman. If it could tell us its story I have little doubt it would be a very interesting one!
Miss Heather
Great Moments In Aluminum Siding XIX: Troutman Street Fugfest
Living in Greenpoint has to some extent immunized me to aluminum siding. I can walk down block (and block) chock a block of the stuff and it no longer fazes me. I have long harbored the fear that I had become a siding Queen. Then I gazed upon 247 Troutman Street. To quote Madonna:
I made it through the wilderness
Somehow I made it through
Didn’t know how lost I was
Until I found you
Infatuated with the sheer fugliness of this structure I went in for a closer look.
There’s a whole lot of fug happening here.
Across the street.
Down the block.
I made Mister Heather look at this one immediately upon arriving home from work. After sputtering a few incomprehensible syllables about its utter hideousness he headed straight for the liquor cabinet.
I don’t blame him. I had to toss down a couple glasses of wine (at home) before digesting this beauty.
Too bad this wine bar at Wilson Avenue and Starr Street wasn’t open. Was the baby shit colored siding to blame or just the sour economy? I suspect we’ll never know.
Miss Heather
P.S.: This beauty can also be found on Troutman Street. What it lacks in siding it makes up for in sheer stupid.
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