New York Shitty Street Seating Du Jour: Street Sleeper

When I stumbled upon this ad hoc sofa/sleeper at the intersection of Norman Avenue and Humboldt Street I couldn’t stop myself from laughing. Then I glance to left and in so doing began the fully grasp the Greenpoint glory in front of me.

The person(s) responsible for this street sleeper didn’t just stick a mattress in an empty sofa bed: they first divested the sofa bed of its contents and then proceeded to stuff the mattress inside of it. Brilliant, simply brilliant!

Miss Heather

‘Tis The Season, Part II: Graham Avenue

The above photograph does not adequately showcase the feast for the senses that is this three-wheeled bit of holiday awesomeness I encountered this afternoon. Thankfully my camera can film video. Enjoy!

WOW.

Miss Heather

New York Shitty Day Ender: Skillman Avenue

If this is any indication I’d hazard to guess that not only Santa, but his little helpers and Santacon have already visited this house.

Damn.

Miss Heather

A Freeman Street PSA

everones store
Do Not come in
I will call the copes
If you come in side
You will go to to (indecipherable) jail f(or)ever ever ever ever

Anyone care to put this threat (or would that be promise) to the test? If so head down to Freeman Street west of Franklin Street, north side, and try your luck!

Miss Heather

Greenpoint Photos Du Jour: Red Sauce

November 11, 2010 ·
Filed under: 11222, Advanced Life Forms, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic 

I have no idea what precipitated this act of culinary vandalism (vigilantism?). All I’m saying is Newman’s Own (as seen in the second photo) doesn’t come cheap. But hey, I suppose since some of the proceeds do go to charity…

Miss Heather

A North 3rd Street PSA

October 16, 2010 ·
Filed under: 11211, Advanced Life Forms, Street Art, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn 

This post goes out to my friend Teresa whose birthday is today. She is a woman loves— and much more importantly: needs— a good laugh. I hope this helps. May the machine elves (and/or your many friends— and I know you have the latter) be the bearer of many gifts and good wishes on this, your special (and hard-earned), day. I suspect I speak for all who have had the pleasure of knowing you when I write that I hope you have many, many more. You go, girl!

Miss Heather

Greenpoint Fashion Watch: Meet Santos

Today was a very long one for yours truly. First was the tour of the Shit Tits. That was a pleasure for yours truly. It was when I went to work that things got interesting. When I arrived at the junk shop I heard the strains of death metal. This is not a good sign. To share a trade secret— a Greenpoint Jedi mind trick, if you will— Meshuggah finds its way onto the company stereo for one reason and one reason only: when there is someone present in the store we would very much like to depart. This is a passive aggressive tactic to be certain— but it works!

What I stumbled upon this morning was no exception. When I entered the junk shop no less than four twenty-somethings were sitting in chairs (which are for sale, not lease) conversing like they were in their own living room. Quite frankly I was dumbstruck. Perhaps I am old fashioned, but I cannot for the life of me comprehend how someone— anyone— would consider this to be acceptable behavior. But clearly some people do— and I digress.

After they left (hall raked by the aforementioned death metal— I had polka music waiting in the wings lest it was needed) a parade of people came and went who needed to be experienced to truly be believed. To cite an example: why would someone want a price for a Palm Pilot if he does not know what it is— much less what it does?* I am still trying to figure this one out. Once again: it was a long day. But when I saw Santos I had to smile…

and could not resist asking him about his choice of apparel. He informed me:

There are a lot of weird people here. You have to watch what you wear or they will try to talk to you. Men, we have to watch what we wear… women, they can get away with anything. Have you seen the women over there (pointing towards Nassau Avenue)? They’re CRAZY.

I could not have said it better myself. For those of you who are wondering Santos says J.C. Penney is a great place to buy t-shirts. Do I smell an enticing endorsement deal around the corner— or is it just Greenpoint?

Miss Heather

*My reply:

I don’t know. I don’t work in an office.

From The New York Shitty Inbox: Guard Dog On Duty

Tony (who made took the above photographs) writes:

Not sure if you’ve captured this one on ye olde shitty blog or not yet.. He says he bites, but seemed pretty timid to me. From 250 Java near Provost…

Great find!

Miss Heather

P.S.: the chicken wing is a nice touch!

Spotted On Leonard Street: DIY

Yours truly has lived in Greenpoint for over ten years now. Over the past decade I have seen of number of interesting things here. And each and every time I think I cannot possibly see anything else in the way of weirdness I am proven wrong. CASE IN POINT: something I saw on Leonard Street this afternoon.

What initially caught my attention was the industrial sewing machine. Why it is there is anyone’s guess. Greenpointers get pretty imaginative when it comes to garden decor. Then I noticed the flashlight hanging on the front door and no less than three hand-written notes. We’ll start with the one on the far right.

A rather detailed set of instructions…

which continue in the window to the left!

New York Shitty analysis: my knee jerk reaction to this “set up” was as follows;

Wouldn’t just having visiting parties call you using their cell phones be easier?

But then I thought the better of it. This arrangement is much more interesting— and dare I say a wee bit kinky!

Miss Heather

P.S.: Why can’t I get the bathtub scene from The Shining out of my head after seeing this?

Spotted At McCarren Park: The Bieberbus

I see a number of interesting things during my peregrinations around north Brooklyn. These discoveries in large part constitute the content of this site. So you can imagine my interest when I stumbled upon the above pink, gold and lavender bus yesterday afternoon on Driggs Avenue. The first question that came to my mind was:

Does someone live in this?

The answer would appear to be yes!

What’s more, these folks appear to be book worms. But I suppose I should get back to why I call this very special mobile home the “Beiberbus”.

They loves them some Justin Beiber! Exactly why, I do not know. I fail to see the appeal. Then again, I am not a teenage girl. Much less one that resides in a pink, lavender and gold air conditioned school bus.

Oh yeah, they also like kitties!

Miss Heather

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