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Greenpoint Photos du Jour: Holiday Weekend
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
From Manhattan Avenue.
Miss Heather
Williamspoint Photos du Jour: Biggie Smalls
Walking around the junk shop is always fascinating. I am especially fond of poking through the nooks and crannies where people (presumably clients) like to stash stuff. Most of the time I find pornography carefully hidden for later delectation. Yesterday I found just that and something else…
Polaroids of Biggie Smalls.
My taste in rap tends to lean (very) old school: N.W.A., Run D.M.C., Public Enemy and Beastie Boys mostly. I do not think I have ever listened to Biggie Smalls— but I know who he is. But dead celebrities are not why I am sharing these photographs. Rather, I’d like you to take a good hard look where he is.
Looks a helluva lot like Greenpoint if you ask me!
Miss Heather
Greenpoint Rolls Out The Welcome Mat For MTV
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
This was the sight which awaited the Mister and I as we walked home Tuesday evening: a film crew practicing its dark craft in front of none other than Greenpoint’s very own Corner Frenzy.
In keeping with the Garden Spot way of life, this event garnered a number of onlookers —myself included. I wondered exactly what these people were up to but promptly forgot about it (as I am prone to do). Until today.
It would appear that MTV has turned its lenses to Greenpoint.
And we Greenpointers made sure they felt right at home.
Miss Heather
Greenpoint Photos du Jour: Flourish!
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
From the Pulaski Bridge.
Miss Heather
Interesting Landlord Rant
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
This angry communique comes from the wailing wall of the New York Shitty collective consciousness. In other words it can be found on the Craigslist online real estate classifieds. Diana G (who found this missive) writes:
I am astounded by the real estate taxes in particular that have skyrocketed so high and wondering if that is true about the developers.
My answer: it probably is. Property taxes are such that many mom and pop landlords in Greenpoint are now “property rich” but cash poor. The most troublesome thing is this landlord’s woes are hardly over. When all the condos being built here (with the help of major tax bennies) start getting dumped into the rental market (and they will) this man could very well lose his shirt.
Miss Heather
Crosstown Local Photo du Jour: Dangerous
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
Given all the times I have stood on the Smith – 9th bound platform and watched people check each and every pay phone for change, I am very surprised to see that no one has seen fit to filch this cigarette. Seriously.
Miss Heather
Interesting Consumer Item Of The Week
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
I discovered these t-shirts for sale at the “Big D Store” on Manhattan Avenue and felt compelled to pass them along.
I’m not too sure how well “Bluto” (much less a Bluto sporting a “Black Power” salute) dovetails with the concept of “justice”. I was under the distinct impression Bluto was a bully and a masher. But given the paltry asking price of $4.99 (marked down from $58.00!) I suppose getting stuck on semantics is a moot point.
Miss Heather
The City That Never Sleeps
I have never understood why New York City is called this. If what I have seen over the years is any indication there are people sleeping all over our fair city. In North Brooklyn McCarren Park seems to be a napping spot of choice.
Unless one is homeless I cannot profess to understand this practice. Sleeping in public opens up one’s person to a variety of unsavory number acts. I learned about a number of such deeds from a Sargent at the Briarwood headquarters of the Transit Police several years ago. First you have the lush workers. These are the people who case drunks on the subway and steal their wallets. One evening “the Sargent” was on “lushworker” duty. He spied a rather intoxicated gentleman in a subway car and watched him.
Sure enough, someone ducked in and started to move in. When the constabulary came to the rescue what they found was completely unexpected; their “perp” was administering oral sex to this man. Both were taken into custody and the “recipient” was told what happened to him once he sobered up. One can only imagine the look on his face when he got the news.
Simply put, there are many reasons not to sleep in public. If being robbed or becoming the participant in some anonymous subway sex act is not enough to motivate people to be more mindful of their surroundings, maybe being watched with rapt interest by some drunk dude is. And that’s what I saw in McCarren Park last weekend.
The footage video does not do this scenario justice. I shit you not this chap spent a good ten seconds just staring at this woman. Had this man been in better control of his faculties who knows what he would have done? The lesson here is a simple one: a lot of criminal acts are crimes of opportunity. If you do not give someone the opportunity to commit a crime, it is very unlikely one will occur. McCarren Park is not your backyard.
Be careful.
Miss Heather
Greenpoint Photo du Jour: Au Naturel
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
I recently discovered an incoming link which (in my opinion) is one of the biggest compliments I have ever received. I was rather touched by it and feel compelled to share it here. Luke White writes:
If you can overlook the language (if you can’t, maybe New York isn’t the place for you?) this blog is a pretty much perfect encapsulation of the absolute insanity of Greenpoint. Greenpoint is the drunk six-foot-four eighty year old in a perfectly tied bowtie and with a faint intriguing stench about him who stands on the street corner stacking matchboxes and singing folk hymns…
Don’t forget the Polish elves frolicking in the vestments nature gave them, Luke. That’s why I pay the “big bucks” to live here.
God I love Greenpoint.
Miss Heather
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