Greenpoint Photos Du Jour: Steel Horse

February 27, 2009 ·
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic 

mopedongreen

horses

handcuff

mopedfront

Although the genius that is this motor vehicle is self-evident I feel compelled to point out what is (in my opinion) it’s finest finest feature.

head

This. I have no clue as to what kind of creature this little fella is supposed to be but it reminds me of something from a Ray Harryhausen movie. I give this ride two enthusiastic Greenpoint thumbs up!

Miss Heather

Greenpoint Photos Du Jour: Pining For the Fjords Edition

February 22, 2009 ·
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic 

piningforthefjords

deadparrot

From Green Street.

Miss Heather

Today’s Moment Of Zen

February 14, 2009 ·
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic 

pink-thing

If any of you guys are still searching for a unique and very memorable Valentine’s gift for your honey today, get thee down to the intersection of Green Street and Franklin Street.

pinkthing2

STAT.

Miss Heather

Greenpoint Photo Du Jour: Maneki Neko

February 12, 2009 ·
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic 

manekinekonys

I have always had a soft spot for calico cats. This one hails from Green Street but another such beauty beckons from Empty Cages Collective. Her name is Sunny— and although she may be blind— she is hardly deaf and dumb. Sunny has a taste for jazz and is damned cute to boot!

Anyone interested in giving this “hep cat” a home should contact Empty Cages Collective at:

emptycagescollective (at) gmail (dot) com

Miss Heather

Greenpoint Video Du Jour: Hi, Ho!

February 10, 2009 ·
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic 

Yesterday I woke up in a rotten mood. I suspect the fact our apartment was well over 80 degrees probably had something to do with this. In any case I didn’t stay surly for long. How can you not crack a smile when you see someone having this much fun collecting bottles?

Am I the only person in this neighborhood that doesn’t have an i-Pod? I s’pose that’s Greenpoint “gentrification” for you!

Miss Heather

Green Street Mama Cat Is MIA!

February 4, 2009 ·
Filed under: Crazy Cat Lady, Greenpoint Magic 

lostnys

Fliers like this break my heart. Unlike a lot of people who can no longer afford their pets and simply toss them out on the street or dump them at the nearest feral cat colony the person who lost this cat simply didn’t know any better. A popular misconception (which leads to the conception of a lot of kittens) is that nursing cats cannot go into heat. They can and will. And when female cats go into heat they make every effort to escape. That’s what happened here.

If you have seen this lovely momma cat or know of her whereabouts please contact her person at either of the above telephone numbers. Not only is this man heartbroken, he wants to get her spayed before she has any more kittens.

Thanks.

Miss Heather

Greenpoint Photos Du Jour: MORE SNOW!

February 3, 2009 ·
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic 

greenstglovenys

Green Street.

walk

India Street.

snowducksnys

Java Street.

ghostbikedetnys

snowflowersnys

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kentstbikesnys

Kent Street.

franklinstflowers

Franklin Street.

noblestberriesnys

Noble Street.

Miss Heather

Greenpoint Photo Du Jour: Intimation of Mortality

January 28, 2009 ·
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic 

greenplumbing

The next time a bunch of drunk 20-somethings decide to use my block as an ad hoc toilet paper/playground at 1:44 a.m. on a Tuesday night I will be praying to god almighty they mess with this car.

Miss Heather

Greenpoint Audio/Visual Presentation Du Jour: Fun At 1:44 a.m.

January 28, 2009 ·
Filed under: Asshole, Greenpoint Magic 

I have often been asked why I live in Greenpoint. To date I have yet to give (what I consider to be) a satisfactory answer. That all changed today at 1:44 a.m.

assprintnys

That is when I got to watch (and listen to) a group of three drunk hipsters cheer on one of their comrades while he wiped his ass on someone’s car.

Yeah, you can’t see jackshit in this vid but you sure as hell can hear it. It is rather difficult to channel your inner Cecil B Fucking Demille at 1:44 on a Wednesday morning. This is an hour those of us who do not have trust funds (or work third shift) can usually be found in bed. Usually.

Unless of course you have a bunch of drunken 20-somethings cavort down your block in the wee hours of the night like it is Bedford-fucking-Avenue, knocking over trash cans, trying to set off car alarms and cheering each other on to increasingly stupid, loud and obnoxious behavior. In which case you’ll find yourself sitting in front of a computer at 3:00 a.m. in Greenpoint writing about it.

Miss Heather

Greenpoint Photo Du Jour: The Opposite Of Fun

January 21, 2009 ·
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic 

unfun

From Green Street.

Miss Heather

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