Greenpoint
Lorven Pharmacy
Culture on the Cheap
New York Shitty Day Ender: Cheesecake
North 9 Street
North 6 Street
Miss Heather
P.S.: Anyone care to enlighten me as to what this “job contingency” incentive is that the Edge is offering? Man oh man they must be getting desperate.
New & Noteworthy: Gallery 1889
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
Today as I was running errands I stumbled upon a most pleasant and unexpected surprise…
…an art gallery has opened on Manhattan Avenue! Obviously I simply had to go inside and see what this Gallery 1889 was all about. Much to my surprise the work they had on display was actually good. Even more surprising the woman working there nice enough to tell me a little about the space (like when it officially opened which was May 15th, if you’re wondering) and gladly let me poke around and take a few photographs. Follows is a little taste of what I found. Enjoy!
These images hardly do this work (especially the really neat whirligig contraption in the window) justice. Go to Gallery 1889 and see this show, RE/BUILD, for yourself. It’s quite something.
Gallery 1889
1066 Manhattan Avenue
Brooklyn, New York 11222
Miss Heather
Southside Photo Du Jour: What’s In Name?
Filed under: Williamsburg
What exactly are “cancellation shoes” you ask? I honestly have no idea. But for those of you who simply must find out I’d recommend going to 161 Havemeyer Street. Be sure to ask for Jack.
Miss Heather
Crosstown Local Photos Du Jour: Size Matters
A friend of mine recently made the brilliant observation that Twitter is the “bathroom room wall” of the Internet. Not only do I think this is true, but I would like to take his logic one step further: the Greenpoint Avenue stop of the G train is the Twitter of the New York City subway system. Follows is how I came to this conclusion.
The demographic of both Twitter and the Crosstown Local is more or less the same: people wishing they were somewhere else, e.g.; in the case of Twitter somewhere other than work and in the case of the Crosstown Local riding the G train. Eventually this ennui degenerates into anger and the exchanges start to get heated. This is when it starts to get interesting. Take this exchange I found on the Queens bound platform recently, for example.
As you can see rather lively dialogue is taking place on this poster for Royal Pains. Let’s go in for a closer look!
I guess size really does matter after all. Or does it?
To paraphrase Mark Twain:
It’s not the size of the sharpie in the fight, it’s the size of the fight in the sharpie .
Miss Heather
Williamsburg Photos Du Jour: Signs Of The Times
Metropolitan Avenue
Bedford Avenue
North 9 Street
Miss Heather
What’s Up At 216 Franklin Street?
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
Although the “for rent” sign hasn’t come down I recently spied a flurry of activity at East Coast Alien’s former space at 216 Franklin Street. Curious to see what’s up I took a sneak peek.
By all appearances it looks like they are converting this space into an eating and drinking establishment (note the bar behind the garbage can in the above photograph) but I have found nothing whatsoever in the way of liquor license or Department of Buildings applications to bear this out.
Anyone out there have the scoop as to what is going on at 216 Franklin? If so please share via the comments. Thanks!
Miss Heather
Greenpoint Photo Du Jour: Another Fine Mess
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
From Calyer Street.
Miss Heather
From The New York Shitty Inbox: I Asked For Ugly…
and well, I got it.
I have christened the above King’s Crap “The Gruesome Twosome” but I’ll let the contributor of this craptastic combo, Vintage James, take it from here:
You want ugly, I’ll show you ugly. Since I know that you have a thorough understanding of the true meaning of fugly, I submit this for your viewing displeasure. These turdbits sit side by side on E. 19th St. Between Quentin Rd. and Ave. R in Brooklyn, an area that is correctly called Homecrest but may be referred to as Midwood, Madison or Sheepshead Bay, depending on which ethnic group the condo market is trying to lure on any particular day.
The Baby Shit Building on the left may have been inspired by the Ex-Lax Building on Atlantic Ave., with some Nathan’s mustard thrown in. As for the Cyclops Building on the right, I’m afraid to guess. But we should not overlook the real benefit of these architectural misadventures–they are right next to each other, so we can pause and shift our focus from one bad idea to another.
I accept your challenge for the ugliest, and issue a throw-down–show me two or more adjacent buildings that are fuglier than these.
I have to admit these bad boys are pretty ugly. But somehow I find myself drawn to the one to the right. To quote Darth Vader:
I sense something. A presence I’ve not felt since…
well, I took a walk on the Southside yesterday afternoon! “Midwood” Mini Me, meet your long lost (and much bigger) brother.
I initially thought 275 South 1st Street was a Karl Fischer creation by virtue of its sheer ugliness and lack of context. I was wrong. This beauty comes courtesy of Leonid Krupnik, P.E.
The filing agent for this abomination was, amusingly enough, Sergey Drabkin. How very drab indeed!
Cold war ambiance in the heart of Williamsburg. Before Perestroika one would have to patronize a high-end government-owned and operated hotel in Eastern Europe (preferably Albania or Bulgaria) to savor something this gray and depressing. Now you don’t have to. The workers’ playground of yesterday is yours today! Right here in New York City and at very capitalist (READ: Manhattanesque) prices!
Brooklyn: 4
Queens: 1 (the L Haus)
Bring on the crap, Crappy! I’m beginning to think you’re getting soft. What’s more, I don’t want to go head on into this race to the bottom alone. 😉
Miss Heather
LAST GASP: Found On North 7th Street…
a feline with a taste for the finer things in life.
The details on this flier are pretty scant but among the young Mr. Claus’s more distinguishing characteristics are a taste for:
- The Mormon Tabernacle Choir
- Fine Scotch and
- 16th Century French literature
If you are missing a cat fitting this description (or simply want to make the urbane Field Marshal’s acquaintance*) please contact his temporary caretaker/concierge at the above email address.
Thanks!
Miss Heather
*Tip: men need only inquire.
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