Quicklink & An Abate Playground Update
Filed under: 11211, 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
As the recent content of this site indicates, the conditions at Vincent V. Abate Playground have been a source of serious contention lately. In fact, the situation had gotten so bad my colleague, Miss Mousey Brown, documented it in person (one example of her findings can be seen above). She has also has taken the additional measure of creating a photo set dedicated exclusively to showcasing the manifold number of problems at this piece of public space. However, I did have some very good news to share: this situation was not gone unnoticed!
For starters, one of our local Polish papers (as seen above) has taken on the subject. This tome you can read via Google translate by clicking here (NOTE: You will need to scroll down a bit.). Secondly I have been assured by the head of the 94th Precinct, Deputy Inspector Hurson, that he is going to direct enforcement at Abate Playground. If the buzz I have heard this morning is any indication, he is keeping his word! A person we’ll call R writes:
I (walked) past the playground this am, no one was sleeping in the spray shower and I did see the police drive by at least 3 times in the 10 min I was there. I don’t however know if the playground was locked overnight.
Hey, it’s a start folks…
Miss Heather
Reader Contribution du Jour, Part II: Vincent V. Abate Playground
Filed under: 11211, 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
(Speechless)
Miss Heather
P.S.: You can see the “X-rated” version by clicking here.
Reader Contribution du Jour: Vincent V. Abate Playground
Filed under: 11211, 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
A chap named Larry (who took the above photograph today at 2:00 p.m.) writes:
This sexy young thing was drinking a PBR at 8am today then he advanced to this by 2pm. Hasn’t moved from this spot in 6hrs!!
Lovely.
Miss Heather
New York Shitty Day Ender: 400 McGuinness Boulevard
Or: How To Lose Friends & (Further) Alienate People
By all appearances the matter of a 200 bed assessment center for homeless men at 400 McGuinness Boulevard is not a proposal. It is rapidly becoming a reality— and if what I have received in my inbox is any indication, the powers behind this endeavor have inflicted abuse on the one thing Greenpoint is sorely lacking. HINT: it is not homeless people.
It is trees.
Laura (who took the above photographs) writes:
The property owner at 400 McGuinness Blvd. is already a nightmare for the community. I can’t imagine what things will be like when 200 formerly incarcerated individuals take residence there. Today Mike & I observed scaffolding workers actively damaging a city street tree. I identified myself as a citizen pruner and informed the crew that they aren’t supposed to do that. One worker replied “so what”. I replied, “It’s against the law”. He shrugged his shoulders. I saw I was getting nowhere and called Stephanie Thayer who promised to put in a call to the Forestry Dept. I backed up that call with a 311 complaint. Here’s the complaint number. C1-1-676689666
After Mike & I both placed complaints about the tree damage, we were approached by another worker who explained that he “couldn’t get hold of the super” for direction. He talked to one of the DOT workers in the office under the Pulaski Bridge, thinking he worked for the city and would know the rules. The guys were instructed by the DOT worker, “Don’t worry about it. No one will say anything.” Hmph!!!! I responded by telling him that I’m sure the workers are aware of the rules regarding how to construct scaffolding around a city tree. And if not, should be. I further explained that there is a $1,000. fine for damaging a city street tree and will be reporting it.
I and other community members busted their asses to advocate for city street trees and to care for them. The city is not safeguarding the investment of tax dollars by not taking street tree damage seriously. Something has to be done! There is far too much tree damage happening in Greenpoint…
Miss Heather
Live From District Dog: Kittens & More!
Filed under: 11222, Crazy Cat Lady, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic
When I saw the sign in front of District Dog stating there were kittens for adoption I simply HAD to see them.
And see them I did! More specifically: I parsed their naughty bits so as to ascertain their gender. By all appearances this sextet (which all hail from Sutton Street between Norman and Nassau Avenue) is entirely male. Hence why I have named this (incredibly cute) crew the “Greenpoint Sausagefest”. Without further ado here are some photographs and video footage of them. As you will soon see they are absolutely adorable— and VERY adoptable!
NOTE: while alarmed by my ringtone (Beyonce’s solo on Lady Gaga’s “Telephone”) they did not run away. This is something for potential adoptees (be they Beyonce fans, Lady Gaga fans— or both) to consider. These kittens will be up for adoption at District Dog tomorrow. After that they will be hanging their proverbial hat at Dog Habitat. Regardless, these winsome chaps need a home. Maybe yours?
Kittens For Adoption
August 20, 2011
District Dog
142 Driggs Avenue
Brooklyn, New York 11222
In closing I would be remiss if I did not mention that the previous (and rather rambunctious) crew has a neighbor.
I’ll let a chap we’ll call Ed take it from here:
If you feel so inclined would you mind putting this out on the wire for us? The cat in the attached flyer had been seen wandering around Diamond Street for the last week or so before Dog Habitat was kind enough to scoop her up and take her in. The cat was wearing a collar at first, leading us to believe s/he belongs to someone that may be looking for it.
Here’s the flier.
If anyone knows who this lass (chap?) belongs to or cares to give her (him?) a forever home please contact the fine folks at Dog Habitat at the above-listed telephone number.
Thanks!
Miss Heather
From The New York Shitty Photo Pool, Part III: Fire!
I have received a number of inquiries about this as I was knocking about north Brooklyn this afternoon. While I do not know much I will share what little I do know: it is a 2 -4 alarm fire at a warehouse on Moultrie Street. I have word Aaron Short has been on the scene and plans to write up what information he has gathered. If/when this comes to pass I will post a link to his tome here.
Miss Heather
Photo Credits: WarmSleepy.
Greenpoint Street Art du Jour: Bicycle
Filed under: 11211, 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Street Art, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
From Manhattan Avenue.
Miss Heather
From The New York Shitty Inbox: Gone Fishing
Filed under: 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Newtown Creek
The boathouse may have gone the way of many a vision for this, north Brooklyn’s Seine…
but as you can see that doesn’t mean the kayak launch isn’t being put to good use.
Jay (who took the photographs gracing this post) writes:
Hey Heather – I brought my lunch to the park at the end of Manhattan Ave (what’s the name? Newtown Creek Park? and came upon a couple of gentlemen who were planning their next meal — right outta the water. These two fellows were using a raw chicken drumstick as bait for crabs on the bed of the Newtown Creek…. and, boy, were they successful. In just a few minutes they pulled up about a dozen crabs as I watched them toss the chicken leg attached to a rope and haul up crabs two by two (clinging to the chicken leg with their claws). I inquired if they intended to actually eat their catch. And, yes, indeed they were. The one guy I talked to said (in limited English and with hand gestures) that he cleans each crab by putting them in buckets and changing the water ‘four or five times’ over the period of a few hours, then he made a motion like the was scrubbing something with a brush and, finally, the crabs get boiled. have you heard of anyone ever eating crabs from the creek?? …The closest I get to eating shellfish in this town is the Lobster Joint!
Believe it or not, I had someone tell me about this chap recently. Hence why I feel compelled to point out one thing Jay overlooked: he uses— no—- make that repurposes—- condoms fished from the creek and uses them for “floaters”. E.g.; when it bobs up and down that means he has just scored a haul of eightten-legged toxic goodness. Yum!
Miss Heather


































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