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Crosstown Local Photo Du Jour: Look Mom!
Filed under: 11222, Crosstown Local, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic
This special find was spied by the Mister on the Queens-bound platform at Greenpoint Avenue.
Miss Heather
Greenpoint Photo Du Jour: Goodbye
I died a little inside when I saw this. Our humble apartment is largely furnished thanks to the establishment. The service was always courteous and the product nice for the price. Goodbye, Java Furniture. You will be missed!
Miss Heather
Spotted At First Avenue: “Official Neglect”
Filed under: 10009, 11101, 11211, 11222, Crosstown Local, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Manhattan, New York City, Subway, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
I am not a marketing whiz. I leave that to the experts. But placing such a polemic at the entrance of Canarsie-bound L train, well, strikes me as being misguided at best. We have problems of our own. Believe you me when I waited for the mighty Crosstown Local (which was more fragrant than usual) last night— for over 30 minutes— at Metropolitan Avenue— I found this missive wretchedly comical. You want to see neglect, Upper West Siders? Why not cross the pond and see the not-so-benign neglect that our city has seen to lavish upon us G trainers.
21st Street, Long Island City, Queens
This sign is unnecessary. When foul-smelling muck is dripping from the ceiling people will inevitably avoid the edge of the platform until it is absolutely necessary. That is, when the G train finally arrives. Taken July 4, 2010.
If my memory serves me correctly this tile work was done in the late 90’s. As of July 4, 2010 it looks like ass. I skipped Nassau Avenue. Here’s why: because there is a busted water main and it makes the Norman Avenue entrance smell like dead fish. But back to the purpose of this post:
- Token booths being unattended
- Dysfunctional Metrocard machines
- Non-functional panopticons (Lest anyone from the Upper West Side is reading this: the ones on the L and G appear to be fully functional. Exactly what effect this has as a crime deterrent has yet to be determined.)
- I know of not a single person who has attempted to use the intercoms in North Brooklyn. It is popularly considered as an exercise in futility. (If anyone has please contact me via email at: missheather (at) thatgreenpointblog (dot) com. I’d love to hear your story.)
These conditions (and worse) are taken for granted in the hinterlands (READ: the outer boroughs), my uptown friends. We often have to go above ground in order to interface with a station agent. Occasionally we encounter an actual human being.
To conclude: the grievances our friends at 86 Street have stated are pretty much par for the course. They are nothing special. These people are simply better organized. Perhaps a few G,L,J,M,7 (to name a few) trainers would like to make their voices heard at this meeting?
MTA Public Meeting
July 13, 2010 starting at 6:00 p.m.
Cooper Union
7 East 7 Street
New York, New York 10009
Let’s show them, Mayor Mike, et. al. the true meaning of neglect!
Miss Heather
Lower East Side Street Art Du Jour: No Dumping
Filed under: 10003, 10009, 10012, Lower East Side, Lower East Side Manhattan, Street Art
From Allen Street.
Miss Heather
Spotted On Delancey Street: No Questions Asked
Lost pet fliers are a dime a dozen in this city. They break my heart. What makes this one all the more compelling is where I found it: Delancey Street. This is a long way from 21st Street where Sammy was last seen. As I was walking back to the L train I observed Sammy’s “people” have canvassed the entire Lower East Side and the East Village with these fliers soliciting his return. He is clearly loved and missed. If you have seen Sammy or know of his whereabouts please contact his owners at the above telephone number.
Thanks!
Miss Heather
New York Shitty Day Starter: Same Train, Different World
Filed under: 10009, 11211, East Village, East Village Manhattan, Subway, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
Eighth Avenue Bound L Train
Canarsie Bound L Train
Miss Heather
LAST GASP: Going Downtown
Filed under: 10003, 10009, 10012, BAD ASS, East Village, East Village Manhattan, Lower East Side, Lower East Side Manhattan
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
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