LAST GASP: Going Downtown

I imagine many of you went to the Brooklyn Bridge or further afield to watch the fireworks this evening. Yours truly did not. My goal for this weekend was (and still is) to get a little rest and relaxation. So instead of braving the crowds the Mister and I donned our nattiest apparel (as you can see at left) and headed to the Lower East Side. As it would happen a good friend of ours, Rachael, was slated to bar tend there this evening. Catching up with a good friend is nice. Doing so over free drinks, well, that’s a deal only an idiot would refuse. But I digress.

Although we had not planned on seeing any fireworks this evening we did: albeit not of the variety one usually associates with this, our nation’s birthday. The event of which I speak came to pass at the intersection of Allen and Houston Street. The players in this morality tale are a New York City bus driver and a woman driving a SUV. Sports Utility Vehicle. Before I proceed to today’s short film I want to make it known:

1. Over the years I have come to detest automobiles. This is in some part due to the fact I was hit by one three days before I got married.
2. I harbor an especially dark hatred of SUVS. My reasons for this are many but to name a few:

a. They are colossal gas guzzlers and as such as not only wasting a very limited (and therefore valuable) resource but in so doing they are giving money to countries whose take on “human rights” is abysmal— especially in regards to woman— and harbor individuals who would like to see our country wiped off the face of the earth. This is being anything but patriotic.
b. British Petroleum. Enough said.
c. On a more practical and less ideological level; the people who drive such vehicles in New York City are among the worst drivers I have ever seen. Period. In fact, I have developed a theory about them. It goes as follows:

The larger the vehicle, the more stupid and/or assholic the driver.

Suffice it to say today my little theory got some pretty compelling supporting evidence. Without further ado here it is: a MTA bus driver versus a woman in a SUV. I think it goes without saying who won this heavyweight bout. Added bonus: when the woman (who the bus driver refers to as a “fucking genius”) finally gets the point the dude wearing an i-Pod— who seems to obvious the street theater going on in his midst— almost walks in front of her. Nice.

Miss Heather to the MTA: give this man a raise!

Miss Heather

From The New York Shitty Photo Pool, Part II: Doll Parts

After yesterday’s delightful offering of Chuckie’s head impaled on a car antenna outside our world-famous waste treatment facility I feel compelled to share some more poppet goodness from the New York Shitty photo pool. Without further ado, here they are.

Piked in Bushwick by Entropymedia.

Barbies in the buff, Sunset Park style, by Carnade.

Fucked up beyond all recognition on Houston Street as spied by Bitchcakes.

And last— but hardly least— a little something from the Garden Spot shot by yours truly.

Miss Heather

New York Shitty Photo Du Jour: The Magic Word

May 4, 2010 ·
Filed under: 10012, Manhattan, New York City, Street Art 

From Wooster Street.

Miss Heather

New York Shitty Street Art Du Jour: Attitude

April 29, 2010 ·
Filed under: 10012, Manhattan, New York City, Street Art 

From Greene Street.

Miss Heather

New York Shitty Day Ender: Robots Will Kill

April 24, 2010 ·
Filed under: 10012, Manhattan, New York City, Street Art 

From Sullivan Street.

Miss Heather

New York Shitty Street Art Du Jour: Vandal

April 23, 2010 ·
Filed under: 10012, Manhattan, New York City, Street Art 

From Sullivan Street.

Miss Heather

Subway Photos Du Jour: D*ck In A Box

April 22, 2010 ·
Filed under: 10012, Manhattan, New York City, Subway 

From the Queens bound platform at West 4th Street.

Miss Heather

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