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From The New York Shitty Inbox: 500 Words Or Less Wanted
Filed under: 11206, 11211, 11222, 11237, Brooklyn, Bushwick, East Williamsburg, East Williamsburg Brooklyn, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
This item comes courtesy of the Editor of Staccato Magazine, an online periodical featuring “microfiction”. Matt writes:
Hi Miss Heather-
First of all, I love your site. I live in Greenpoint and really enjoy seeing pictures of our neighborhood (for better or worse), and you did a great job covering the shootings at the Production Lounge and Club Exit.
I wanted to send you this note about a new website I just launched. I know it’s not necessarily what you normally cover, but maybe you think it’s newsworthy since we’re based out of Greenpoint and hope to have some events at WORD or Matchless or other local places once we get some momentum.
At the very least, check it out yourself and let me know what you think.
Well, I checked it out— and despite being a non-fiction devotee (real life is much, much more interesting in my opinion)— methinks this is a wonderful way for aspiring (or established) writers in the 11222 and beyond to get their work out there. Any and all who are interested in submitting work should read Staccato’s guidelines and “About” page.
Happy writing— and good luck, Matt!
Miss Heather
THIS WEEK: Meet “The Bountys”
Filed under: 11211, 11222, Crazy Cat Lady, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
This upcoming Saturday, August 15, starting at 1:00 p.m. Muddy Paws will be hosting an adoption event featuring some very special felines from none other that the Garden Spot of the Universe!
The name for this adorable quintet of kitty cuteness is “The Bountys”. I’ll let their founder/stepmom, Orange Genius, tell you their story.
The Bounty Hunter kittens were living in this big, long cast iron pipe in an industrial lot in Greenpoint. They were playing at the end when I spotted them while I was running. Since I have encountered most of the kittens I’ve rescued while running, it has been suggested to me that I take up running in a gym. On a treadmill. Nobody finds kittens on treadmills.
That’s Piper, who got her name because she would NOT come out of the pipe, peering out her front door at me when I first saw these kittens. One of her brothers cavorts on the family roof.
Four of the five Bounty Hunter kittens that were living in a cast iron pipe in an industrial lot in Greenpoint. The lot is used by film crews and members of the crew of the upcoming move “The Bounty Hunter” helped me and Lisacat get the last two holdouts out of the pipe.
It’s hot in the room where I’m keeping them, and Casidy, named after the Aniston character in the movie, is all stretched out. She’s a very pretty torbie with a patch of orange on her head.
Still dirty from the lot, Hunter experiments with a life of luxury….
Milo, top, and Bounty, bottom, were only two ounces apart in weight. But two ounces is a lot when you only weigh a little over a pound.
Cat & Kitten Garden Party
August 15, 2009 starting at 1:00 p.m.
Muddy Paws
447 Graham Avenue
Brooklyn, New York 11211
If the previous photographs (which come courtesy of Orange Genius) are not enough to motivate you to swing by and say “Hi” to these Greenpointers with whiskers* I do not know what will. Too. Cute. For. Words.
Miss Heather
*Or better yet: adopt one!
Williamsburg Photos Du Jour: Love Conquers All
From North 1 Street.
Miss Heather
P.S.: Those of you who are interested/curious can read the above article about Jack “Lucky” Lohrke by clicking here.
FOUND IN WILLIAMSBURG: Froot Loops
(in More Ways Than One)
I was recently asked by a colleague if I knew anything about the “underground” art parties that are reputedly being thrown in Williamsburg. The fact of the matter is I do not. As some of you, dear readers, might recall I am by education (and to a lesser degree, trade) an artist in my own right. During graduate school I was even a teaching fellow— but I digress. I was often asked by my fellow students if my work was the product of partaking certain mind-expanding substances. They always seemed disappointed when I gave them the honest answer: no. I was (and still am) simply strange. I mention the previous anecdotes because as I was walking around Williamsburg recently I stumbled upon something quite remarkable.
At first I thought this was your standard “Bloomieville” (homeless encampment)…
and a pretty nice one at that. It isn’t.
The first indication that something was amiss was the scattering of Froot Loops next to the mattress.
After a little poking around I found the box. (NOTECAVEAT: this and any of the following images can be seen in larger format by clicking on them. Do so at your own risk.)
Yup.
Same goes for the advertising insert on the bed.
This, which is also located under the sidewalk shed.
Here’s the other side.
This, which can be found around the corner on Kent Avenue. As you can see now Frank Gehry has entered the picture— and what a picture it is!
And finally this— which can be found at the intersection of Metropolitan and Wythe Avenue.
Let this be a lesson to all you aspiring artists out there lest you decide to expand your mind and do a little creating. Sometimes it’s better to just let that Sharpie be. It is not cosmic consciousness that is powering your pen: it’s the drugs.
Miss Heather
Williamspoint Photos Du Jour: Urban Fur
Filed under: 11211, 11222, Crazy Cat Lady, Dog Shit Signage, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
Java Street
Kent Street
Oak Street
Manhattan Avenue
Grand Street
West Street
Miss Heather
Meet Petal
Filed under: 11211, 11222, Crazy Cat Lady, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
This lovely lass not only needs a loving home, but has seen a lot in her 1-2 years. I will let her foster “mom” Rebecca, tell her story:
Petal, the small dog that I have been fostering & rehabilitating in my home for almost 6 weeks, is ready for adoption. She was one of 53 dogs living in a basement in Texas. Here’s the story about the mill raid at the end of May that yielded her.
She would do best in a quieter environment with sensitive and thoughtful people who will be patient and help her continue to work through her shyness and fear issues. When she first arrived, she reminded me of Emily Dickinson in a 10-pound dog’s body. But Petal has come a great distance in 5 weeks (there is a scamp in her that is slowly emerging!) and is going to make a wonderful, loving companion.
- She has had all of her shots, has been de-wormed, has tested negative for heart-worm, and has been spayed.
- Good with cats and non-pushy dogs. Tends to be more fearful of men than women. She would not do well in a home with small children.
- Loves to give kisses, to cuddle in your lap, and to sleep in the “big bed” with the rest of my menagerie. She is VERY excited when I come home.
- Petal uses wee-pads consistently and is learning to go to the bathroom outside.
I am also building her leash-walking skills (she had never been outside of that house in San Angelo – imagine how overwhelming the stimuli of Greenpoint sounds & sights & smells must be). Three weeks ago, “outside” was overwhelming for her, even with high value treats and my own dog as an example. She would freeze and shake uncontrollably or try to hide under parked cars. So I began taking her out with us in a travel bag slung over my chest – she could feel my warmth & breath, and heart, and she could hide in the bag if she wanted. When she stopped shaking, I’d put her on the ground, and we’d get as far as we could that day. One day at a time. Last week she was able to walk to & from McCarren Park on leash & without bag time!! That is 40 minutes!
Anyone interested in learning more about this beautiful lass— or better yet: wants to give her the loving home she so richly deserves— should contact Rebecca at:
rebecca11222 (at) hotmail (dot) com.
Prospective “parents”should be advised that there is an application process in order to adopt Petal. You can learn more about what this entails by clicking here. Otherwise you can see more lovely photographs of Petal here.
Miss Heather
From The New York Shitty Photo Pool: Crusty
This assemblage of street eats hails from that magical place called Bedford Avenue and comes courtesy of Miss Mousey Brown who notes:
lobster dead , crab entourage living.
Indeed.
Miss Heather
NYS Flickr Pool
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