Help Wanted: Foster Mom (Or Dad)

August 20, 2010 ·
Filed under: 11222, Crazy Cat Lady, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic 

This little one (which the folks at Dog Habitat have named “Socks”) was recently found in a backyard in Greenpoint. He is three weeks old and I have been told was in pretty rough shape. Thanks to our very own Greenpoint vet and the folks of Dog Habitat he is doing much better— but still needs the help of a very special person. May be you? Jay writes:

Heather,

Do you know any body who could help care for a 3 week-old kitten? we have formula and medication from his visit to the vet. we just need an extra pair of hands to help feed the little guy… we can take care of him tonight and tomorrow if there’s someone who can switch off for the weekend.

It goes without saying that someone who has experience with neo-natal cats is preferred. If you have what it takes please contact the folks at Dog Habitat via email at: rescue (at) doghabitat (dot) org. They can also be reached via telephone at (347) 689 – 4000.

Thanks!

Miss Heather

New York Shitty Day Ender: In The Zone

August 16, 2010 ·
Filed under: 11222, Crosstown Local, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic 

This marketing campaign (as spotted on the Crosstown Local) is pretty much spot on— except it isn’t the ridership of the G train that stinks: it’s the train itself. Those of you reading this who have ever gotten a fruitful snootful of the Nassau Avenue station (especially the Norman Avenue entrance) know all too well what I am talking about.

Miss Heather

New York Shitty Day Starter: Rachel’s Garden

August 10, 2010 ·
Filed under: 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic 

From Eckford Street.

Miss Heather

New York Shitty Day Ender: Sweet Dreams

August 5, 2010 ·
Filed under: 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic 

From McGolrick Park.

Miss Heather

Greenpoint Photo Du Jour: Big Gulp

August 5, 2010 ·
Filed under: 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic 

From the intersection of Nassau Avenue & Diamond Street.

Miss Heather

Greenpoint Photo Du Jour: Happening

August 4, 2010 ·
Filed under: 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic 

From Nassau Avenue.

Miss Heather

Greenpoint Photo Du Jour: Loren

July 30, 2010 ·
Filed under: 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic 

I have a confession to make: both the Mister and myself were completely taken by surprise when we encountered this: a grand opening for the newest business to grace the Garden Spot, Loren. Here’s what I have found via the Interwebs about this establishment:

The options out there for denim are, to put it mildly, many. Endless cuts, colors, washes, selvages—the prospect of navigating it all is enough to keep you in your oldest pair forever. But at his new shop, LOREN, opening tomorrow in Greenpoint, LIPS jeans designer Loren Cronk has simplified the options and is offering them all at one denim-obsessed store. LOREN is the launching pad for Cronk’s three new brands—Soldier & Brave, Melody, and BLKSMTH—each of which comprises a limited number of styles, and together run the price gamut from cheap to expensive, the better to suit anyone and everyone…

Anyone out there have anything to add? If so please share via email at: missheather (at) thatgreenpointblog (dot) com or via comments. I’d love it hear it!

Miss Heather

LAST GASP PART II: Another Bicyclist/Motorist “Incident”

July 24, 2010 ·
Filed under: 11222, Culture War, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic 

A tipster writes:

…another bikester got doored tonight around 7pm on Nassau and Manhattan.  I just got off the G shuttle coming back from Gpoint Ave and there was already a crowd gathering.  Flipped over onto the back of her head, bleeding profusely and having convulsions.  No helmet. One kind souled guy was holding and talking comfort to her, trying to keep her conscious.  Some folks including myself dialed 911.  911 people have got to be the dumbest fucking people on earth, I swear.  I could overhear all of us five callers going “NO, NOT MANHATTAN – MANHATTAN AVENUE – BROOKLYN – BRRROOOOKKKLLLLYYYNNN.”  One woman had 911 hang up on her.  When the 229 truck, the EMT’s and the 94th showed up, it was a big relief, cuz a few of us were worried that when the convulsions finally stopped it wasn’t going to end pretty.  They got her in a neck collar and then she woke up and started crying and fighting with the EMT’s. Took six of them to hold her steady so they could put her on the board.  They didn’t immediately leave after they loaded her, so I don’t know if that meant something, hope nothing bad.  The 94th got her bike and clutch, sunglasses, etc.  The Chinese guy who’s car door she rode into was fighting with the cops because he wanted to leave.  A few minutes later he almost ran me over talking on the cellphone making the right onto Leonard.  While waiting for the light at McGuinness and Nassau, three fashionably dressed hipsters on bicycles (no helmets either) with fun expensive hats and sunglasses were riding in between moving traffic and thinking yelling snarky things at the cars beeping at them was going to give them special empowerment to not get squashed.

Here’s the deal: inasmuch as I’d like to be “pro-bicycle” I can’t do it. You know why? Because many of them act as bad if not worse than the motorists hereabouts. Given how cabbies drive here and how car services see fit to idle everywhere— including in our bike lanes— this is really saying something. During my sojourns I often feel I am an object of disgust at worst or an inconvenience at best by motorists, bicyclists and skaters (be they on board or otherwise). Why is being a pedestrian so declasse? Why do I feel compelled to defend my right to walk this city’s sidewalks with some peace of mind that I will not be mowed down by something— or someone— on wheels? This should be a given.

I do not want to suggest that this lady cyclist “deserved” what she got. She didn’t. My heartfelt regards go to her family and loved ones. Above all I wish her a full recovery. Rather, I blame an administration which has seen fit to encourage— under the guise of being “green”—  bicyclists to use our roads under the erroneous assumption they’re safe. They’re not. Especially in light of recent service suspensions and cut-backs courtesy of the MTA. Reduced and suspended subway service  = more more vehicular traffic in north Brooklyn: be it cabs, shuttle buses, etc.

Miss Heather

Now At McGolrick Park: Baggies & Dead Squirrels

I have long been remiss in checking out how things are shaking across McGuinness Boulevard. Namely, McGolrick Park. Fortunately I got a much-needed reminder via an email from an anonymous tipster. He/she writes:

…Used needles are being found in the woody garden areas of McGolrick by Nassau.  That’s the scarey part, but I am awaiting confirmation because this was third hand info…

I decided to go down there and see if I could find any. First up, the good news: I didn’t.

And now the bad news: it became all too clear from the get-go someone has a pretty brisk business selling and/or consuming illegal intoxicants— especially around Nassau Avenue and Russell Street. Without further ado here is a slide show featuring the rainbow assortment of baggies I found on my sojourns. I have tossed in a few shots of dead squirrels I found as well. Why, you ask? Because one would think the Parks Department would be “on” that kind of thing. Enjoy!

Miss Heather

Update, 6:12 p.m.: I have received an email regarding “activity” at McGolrick park from someone who wishes to remain anonymous. He/she writes:

I live on McGolrick Park and have seen more drug activity lately- came home from work one day to a woman nodding out in her car parked in front of my apt.- car door was wide open and she was seriously messed up.  I called the cops and they were uninterested.  I asked them to come because I figured if she tried to drive in her condition it would be dangerous.  They asked if I had “seen her commit a crime” and I said no, but obviously they might want to check into the situation and they refused.

Greenpoint Fashion Watch: Fabulous Paid Forward

July 22, 2010 ·
Filed under: 11222, BAD ASS, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic 

Earlier today I had someone compliment me on my outfit. More specifically she found it cute how I always manage to incorporate pink into my daily wardrobe. I assured her this was not entirely deliberate. You see, being the kind of person who— more often than not— takes an hour to decide what she wants for lunch I have streamlined my morning ritual, e.g.; I pick one item of clothing and then build the day’s “look” around it. Now factor in that I own a great deal of pink clothing and you get the idea. Head to toe pinkitude.

I mention the previous anecdote because I found someone whose monochromatic fabulousness must be shared with the general public.

I have seen this woman around the neighborhood before. I had never gotten the chutzpah to tell her amazing I think her fashion sense is— until today. What you cannot see very clearly in the above picture, dear readers, are Susan’s (that’s her name) magnificently blinged-out nose jewelry (which I’d hazard to guess came in at around a karat) and customized eyeglasses. On the latter she has applied broken bits of paste jewelry to make them, well, more sparkly. The fact she was a really nice lady to boot rounds out her ensemble perfectly; Susan sparkles on the outside because she’s sparkly on the inside!

In closing I’d like to give a big New York Shitty salute to Susan for beautifying Greenpoint— one rhinestone— and smile— at a time!

You ROCK!

Miss Heather

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