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From The New York Shitty Inbox: A Dolphin Swims In Newtown Creek?
Filed under: 11101, 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Long Island City, Long Island City Queens, Newtown Creek
Yes, I too found this unbelievable but here it is.
A woman by the name of Ann Fraioli, a teacher at The Urban Assembly New York Harbor School, took the above photograph (which I have taken the liberty of cropping*) today, March 3, 2010. She writes:
We were down at Newtown Creek this morning checking out a site for an upcoming Harbor Class cycle. We spotted a dorsal fin in the distance. Sure enough, it was a dolphin making its way up the Creek. We got to see it from about 15 feet away! We tried to get him to turn around, but alas he was headed up the Creek into the muck. Hopefully, he’ll think better of it all and turn around…
Christine Murray (who I would like to thank for forwarding this material to me) opines:
Is this a sign that the end of the world is approaching?
I wouldn’t rule it out. All I’m saying is I have had THIS stuck in my head all afternoon!
Miss Heather
UPDATE, 10:55 p.m.: here are some pix courtesy of Laura Hofmann to give you an idea of what our flippered friend was frolicking in.
Yummy.
*You can see Ms. Frailioli’s original uncropped photo in full size by clicking here.
New York Shitty Photos Du Jour: The Magic Word
Bushwick, Brooklyn 11237
East Williamsburg, Brooklyn 11206
Greenpoint, Brooklyn 11222
Long Island City, Queens 11101
Miss Heather
Greenpoint Photos Du Jour: Java Street
Filed under: 11222, Advanced Life Forms, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic
I don’t know about you but this on-again, off-again drab weather is really getting my goat. If for no other reason because I am holed up in my apartment. And when I am holed up in my apartment I look around, see what a total and utter fucking mess it is and try to clean it up. When I start cleaning I embark upon a journey of discovery which invariably ends in self-recrimination. Last week, for example, I found my college transcripts (I graduated magna cum laude, lest you are wondering) and my MFA diploma stashed under a July 1984 issue of Hustler.
I fully realize this would qualify as “failure” to most people. Thankfully I grade my life on a bell curve. More than anything I am angry at myself I kept that magazine and tossed the Playboy with Barbara Bach in it. But I digress.
This morning I decided to head this cloyingly constructive behavior off at the proverbial pass: I went for a walk. When I reached the end of Java Street I found something rather interesting.
I quickly surmised mere photographs did not adequately convey this objet d’art. So I shot some video footage of it.
As I was about to walk away I noticed the Marlboro man bears an inscription.
I’m Chris (indecipherable).
Stay in school or you’ll be a bike horse man!
So there have you. Stay in school kids, or you might find yourself shackled for all eternity somewhere on Greenpoint’s waterfront. Believe you me when I write this: it ain’t for the feint at heart.
Miss Heather
Quicklink: Scouting New York Does The Meserole Theater
This item was brought to my attention by my buddy over at Queens Crap. Included in this post are some nifty shots of the Meserole Theater back in its hey day. Yours truly was particularly pleased Scouting NY took notice of and paid lavish attention to the disco ball gracing the main floor.
Miss Heather
Thumbnail Credits: Scouting New York
Greenpoint Street Seating Du Jour: Kent Street Vibrassage
Filed under: 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Street Furniture
This one’s for you, Bob.
Miss Heather
Reader Contribution Du Jour: From Greenpoint To The Red Planet
This, um, interesting piece of advertising comes courtesy of the camera of Sherry Wasserman. Nice find!
Miss Heather
P.S.: I wanted to include an anal probe joke in this post but simply couldn’t come up with one! If any of you have a winner please share it via comments. Thanks!
From The New York Shitty Photo Pool: Along The Waterfront
These images come courtesy of the discerning eye and camera of algul siento. And closing on that note, dear readers, I am off to so a little shutter-bugging of my own! More later.
Miss Heather
New York Shitty Day Ender: Cop Out
Filed under: 11222, Crosstown Local, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic
From the Church Avenue Bound stop of the Crosstown Local at Greenpoint Avenue.
Miss Heather
New York Shitty Day Starter: Magic’s Touch
When I found this book at the junk shop last weekend I could help but take it to Green Street. A place that was and continues to be “touched” by Magic’s touch. The Viridian (or as I prefer to call it: The Green Street Dorms) continues to amuse. The window treatments at this edifice are particularly provocative. There are not very and as a result I have some insight into the lifestyles of 110 Green Street. A bra-clad woman sitting in a director’s chair here, a bedroom with two sets of bunk beds there; every evening the windows glow with plasma television goodness. I do not want to see these things— but I do. Whatever happened to privacy?
Well, here’s one solution to the problem. But back to Magic and his touch.
Mr. Johnson and his funky bunch have touched Greenpoint…
and some intrepid Garden Spotter has seen fit to return the favor.
Miss Heather
New York Shitty Day Ender: BUSTED!!
Filed under: 11222, Criminal Activity, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic
From Manhattan Avenue.
Miss Heather
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