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Crosstown Local Photo Du Jour: Total Consciousness
In all my years of patronizing the G train I have seen a lot of shit. You name it and chances are I’ve probably seen, heard, touched, smelled— and yes— tasted it at some time or another. For better or worse, the Crosstown Local is a feast for all five senses— and probably a few more. I have grown to accept this fact and find it quite endearing to be perfectly frank. The previous having been said once in a very blue moon I will encounter something that confounds even me. Tonight I had one such experience.
To truly appreciate this product of enlightened thought* click on the above image and peruse a larger photograph of the rather amazing revelation some anonymous (but very talented nonetheless) subway goer had while waiting for the “Gee, where the hell is it?” train. I’m guessing he (or she) had a lot of time on her hands to execute a master work of this caliber. This is hardly surprising.
I suppose you could also head to the Smith – 9th bound platform at Greenpoint Avenue and see it in person. Whichever best suits your time/space equilibrium. Either way it is time (and/or a Metrocard swipe) well spent.
Gunga Galunga…
Miss Heather
*And given the fact this missive is on an advertisement for Dunkin Donuts, probably some blue chip sensimilla.
New York Shitty Day Ender: Al Fresco Living
Driggs Avenue
Maspeth Avenue
South 1st Street
Ainslie Street
Metropolitan Avenue
Miss Heather
Williamsburg Photo Du Jour: Metropolitan Avenue
Another day, another tree twat. That’s life in the wacky 11211 for ya!
Miss Heather
New & Noteworthy: Pink Crack Kills
I have long been of the opinion that the very special place that is Bushwick is sorely under-represented in the Brooklyn blogosphere. Needless to say when I received the following email I was tickled pink to learn the good news about Pink Crack Kills:
I like your blog about shit. I know that you stray to other topics, which is important, but the underlying thread that really makes the posts a part of a bigger whole is shit, and that’s good. I too, have a blog that deals with Brooklyn’s unsanitary side. It’s really the web presence for a zine that I, along with a few friends, publish a few times a year, but one of our favorite topics is used condoms on the streets of NYC. The vast majority of these come from Bushwick because I live there and I’m pretty sure we have more used condoms per capita than any other neighborhood in the 5 boroughs. My eyes however, are always open and my camera always ready, so Williamsburg and the ever-elusive Manhattan street condom show up whenever I see them… So I guess what I’m trying to say is check us out.
Jonathan W. Smith, C.E.O. pinkcrackkills.com
Check them out I did. Not only did I find some of the promised used prophylactics but gems such as the photograph gracing the beginning of this post were also awaiting my delectation. Congratulations Bushwick, you have finally gotten the web presence you so richly deserve. Check it out!
Miss Heather
Dog Doo Sign Du Jour: Have Sharpie, Will Travel
Although this is not a sign per se, I have to confess that I like this person’s moxie. This missive a la Sharpie Marker hails from Franklin Street just north of Bushwick Inlet. A locality that anyone Greenpointer worth his (or her) salt will attest is a rather popular place for errant pet owners to leave their dog bombs. Well done, dog shit vigilante!
Miss Heather
Williamsburg Recession Watch: Priced To Move
This fully loaded mode of transportation comes courtesy of Maspeth Avenue in East Williamsburg. Not only has it been reduced from $500 to a mere $100, but it touts “cold AC” and (presumably contingent on the physical condition of the purchaser) purports to have “full power”. What a steal!
Miss Heather
A Girl And Her Blog
It would appear that politicians (and the developers to whom they are beholden) have done a smashing job of removing “urban blight” (READ: the working class/poor) from north Brooklyn. Who needs nuclear bombs when re-zoning, complicity and bureaucratic incompetence/apathy will do the job? Nonetheless the end product is more or less the same: a community whose quality of life has been compromised.
Follows is a revue of developer-induced blight in north Brooklyn I captured yesterday, April 5. I have entitled it After The Gold Rush.
The sad reality is re-zoning, tax bennies, and easy credit have done little to benefit my neighborhood. There were once businesses that gave people decent, well paying jobs. Affordable rental property was once in abundance in Greenpoint as well. No more. Thanks to our city’s leadership much of my wonderful neighborhood has become a wasteland peppered by vacant lots, failed condominiums cum overpriced rental property, illegal hostels and super-sized tourist destinations operated by and for the affluent.
The time is long overdue for north Brooklyn to be developed in a manner sensitive to the needs of the people who constitute this community, not the ones Mayor Bloomberg’s rich cronies envision living here.
TO BE CONTINUED.
Miss Heather
P.S.: This one’s for you, Bob.
Greenpoint Photo Du Jour: Monday, Monday
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
From Bushwick Inlet.
Miss Heather
Williamsburg Video Du Jour: 74 Seconds
Filed under: Williamsburg
From North 5th Street.
Miss Heather
Where In 11222?
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
Just like the many of you I spent the day knocking around north Brooklyn savoring the sunshine. As I walked by a house I have undoubtedly passed hundred of times before without so much as a second glance I spied the following. Intrigued, I took a photograph of my discovery.
This phrase sounded vaguely familiar so when I got home I did a little Googling. Soon enough it all made sense.
So we have established that someone in the Garden Spot of the Universe has a fondness for Tarzan. What street does this bit of Greenpoint glory call home?
Miss Heather
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