New York Shitty Day Ender: In The Zone
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
Crosstown Local Photo Du Jour: Intimation of Gentrification
From the Church Avenue bound platform of the G train at Greenpoint Avenue.
Miss Heather
New York Shitty Photo Du Jour: Missing You
It would appear I am not the only person who is eager for the folks at Acapulco Deli & Restaurant to get back from vacation!
Miss Heather
From The New York Shitty Inbox: Manhattan Avenue Park Squat Gets A New Addition
Filed under: 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Newtown Creek
(Or: Greenpoint At Long Last Gets Some Affordable Housing!)
Laura (who the above photographs earlier this afternoon) writes:
The homeless camp at Manhattan Ave St. End Park is expanding. There’s a tent, laundry in the tree, and a small covered ditch which I suspect is the toilet.
(speechless)
Miss Heather
New York Shitty Day Starter: Are You Being Served?
Filed under: 11222, Crazy Cat Lady, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Urban Fur
From Manhattan Avenue.
Miss Heather
From The New York Shitty Inbox: Kosciuszko Bridge Free Verse
Filed under: 11222, Advanced Life Forms, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic
Yesterday afternoon I received a text message from none other than Queens Crap. It went as follows:
Great graffiti msgs on wall of bqe by crappy park
To wit I, the New York Shittite I am, inquired:
Which crappy park?
Let’s face facts: those of us who our “Parks Advocates” profess to serve in the 11211 and 11222 — the hoi polloi, if you will— while different in many ways can agree on one thing: our parks are overall, um, a bit lackluster. I was not being coy or cheeky when I asked Crappy for a clarification. I was a asking a legitimate question. If this is not damning indictment of the “system” which has been put in place to “benefit” my community I do not know what is. But I digress.
Crappy replied:
Vandervoort.
That’s all I needed to know.
Welcome to Sgt. William Dougherty Playground located at Vandervoort and Meeker Avenue in the armpit whoops, I meant on-ramp of Kosciuszko Bridge. I immediately noticed something amiss (as indicated by the above arrow). It took a little investigating— and a LOT of patience— but I unraveled this mystery. Or at least documented it. Here it goes.
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I love a happy ending.
Miss Heather
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