Spotted On Manhattan Avenue: Got Hair?
Filed under: 11211, 11222, Crazy Cat Lady, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
Cut it for a cause!
My day started with a pair of soiled manties at McCarren Park and later progressed to door-to-door pussy solicitations, so I guess it is only logical a hair drive would follow. The above flier (which hails from Pets On The Run) reads:
My Two Dogs will be donating as much fur as possible to a non-profit organization called Matter of Trust, which has createda fur collection drive. Both dog and human hair is adsorbent (sic), meaning oil will cling to it. The hair is stuffed into tubes (booms) made out of pantyhose. Then the booms are tied together to contain the oil spill.
So there have you. No mention of cat hair is made so I’m guessing it is not absorbent. Too bad.
Got Fur?
June 18, 5:00 – 7:00 p.m. & June 22, 2010 from 4:00 – 7:30 p.m.
My Two Dogs
434 Manhattan Avenue
Brooklyn, New York 11222
Miss Heather
Williamsburg Fashion Watch: Bedford Avenue
Tattooed thigh high stockings and flip flops. Welcome to the new Williamsburg.
Miss Heather
Has Anyone Seen Chicken?
When I see fliers such as this one (which hails from Havemeyer and South 4 Street Street) my heart breaks. If you have seen Chicken, a blonde terrier mix who sports one of the coolest pet names I ever encountered, or know of his whereabouts please contact his “people” at the above-listed telephone number. Thanks!
Miss Heather
A McCarren Park PSA: Clean!
Filed under: 11211, 11222, Bum Shit, Dung of the Day, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Other Shit, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
Upon seeing the above woman hosing out the womens’ “comfort station” I simply had to pay it a visit. Sure enough, the interior was wet (as she, the helpful parks employee she was, politely warned me) but everything was more or less spic and span. Inasmuch as can be expected, anyway. For those of you who have been keeping count, the cleansing (exorcism?) of the McCarren Park bathrooms took no less than five days. As for the state of the mens’ lavatory, well, I will have to leave that to you guys to find out… but it looks encouraging!
Regrettably I learned a few minutes later on Lorimer Street this most auspicious turn of events came a little too late for one north Brooklynite.
Uh-oh.
That’s rough!
What came first the cup or the crap?
Noticing a woman was headed my direction walking a dog I felt compelled to warn her. It has been my observation that canines are rather fond of such things. She thanked me and went on to opine:
Disgusting.
I couldn’t have said it better myself. Oh wait: I did. In closing (and for those of you who are wondering) what you have just seen is not anomaly: it’s what McCarren Park looks like after any given spring/summer weekend.
Miss Heather
P.S.: You can see more pictures from my morning sojourn to McCarren Park by clicking here.
CAVEAT: It isn’t pretty.
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