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From The New York Shitty Inbox: The Gut Truck
mattcoats (the taker of the above photograph) writes:
Hello Here is a photo of the slurry truck making the daily pickup from the local slaughter house. I took it a while ago, but this neighborhood gem knows no season.
He goes on to opine:
…if awesome internet commenters are ever to outrage about people living next to a slaughter house, I’d like to counter and say; I don’t care, dead chickens are quiet neighbors.
You know, he makes a very good point!
Miss Heather
P.S.: Special thanks go out to Matt for giving me permission to repost this photograph. You can see this image in its full-sized a resplendent glory and much more via his flickr photostream. Check it out!
TODAY: Adoptable Cuties At Muddy Paws
Filed under: 11211, 11222, East Williamsburg, East Williamsburg Brooklyn, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
The Bountys are a quintet of winsome tabbies that were rescued with the help of crew members from the Jennifer Aniston/Gerard Butler vehicle being filmed in our ‘hood.
Three have been adopted. Two await good homes— maybe yours? First up: Bounty
Why this Greenpoint girlie hasn’t been adopted is beyond me. Bounty is adorable and packs a pint-sized punch!
Milo is more pensive— as you can see in the above photograph by Lisacat.
These two Greenpoint cuties (and a few of their feline friends) will be available for adoption today at Muddy Paws. Check it out!
Adoptable Cutie Cavalcade
September 12, 2009 starting at 2:00 p.m.
Muddy Paws
447 Graham Avenue
Brooklyn, New York 11211
Miss Heather
New York Shitty Day Starter: George
George Diaz, longtime Greenpoint resident, neighborhood badass and proprietor of Latino Laughter hams it up for the camera— and cracks himself up in the process!
Miss Heather
New York Shitty Day Ender: The Good Neighbor Policy
This week I was pleasantly surprised to find an email from the owner of 131 Huron Street (AKA: neighbor to the Viridian’s backend) in my inbox. He writes:
Thought you could feature the other side[huron st] of 110 green street project [viridian] on your blog. check it out it looks like people park [bums empty bottles and guitars]
hope your well
Larry
I have, in fact, done just this. However, today I did a walk by. I didn’t find any homeless people but the garbage was plentiful, the workers were kind enough to hoot and holler at me (thanks guys) and I found this…
and this.
You have some nerve to park here all dia long. You deserve a double summons. You are lucky the police isn’t doing there job. PRIVATE DRIVEWAY. Next time we’ll make sure you get one. (NO RESPECT FOR PRIVATE PROPERTY)
The rebuttal can be found on the back:
Where is William F. Buckley when you need him? More importantly: why can’t ball point pens come with a grammar and spellcheck function?!?
Granted, painting lines of demarcation on the street is illegal. Then again so is blocking someone’s driveway. A garage is clearly visible in the background, therefore it can be deduced this is an active driveway. This is not rocket science. It is yet another example of how little regard— if not outright contempt— the folks at the Viridian have for their neighbors. It’s been that way pretty much from day one so I guess it would be unreasonable to expect better conduct on their part now.
Miss Heather
Greenpoint Critter Watch: He’s BAAAAACK!
Last night there was a flurry of excitement at Chez Shitty. I first noticed something was amiss when I walked into the bedroom to discover this.
It has been my experience that when I stumble upon three or more of our cats convened in such a manner it can only spell trouble. The fact our rather corpulent calico, Uni, has troubled to join in is even more disconcerting. You see, Miss Uni is without argument one of the laziest cats to ever to grace this planet. Even in the annals of catdom she would be considered an underachiever. Many (most) a day has come to pass when she sleeps on our bed for eight hours on a clip, waking up only to roll over. The craters she has left in our foam mattress pad is a testament to this and her ever-expanding girth. But I digress.
Suspecting that we had a “visitor” I grabbed the maglite and my camera.
Sure enough, our furry friend has returned in search of grub.
The fact he (or she) came at 9:00 p.m. is disquieting. He must be very hungry.
He didn’t pay our cats any mind and kept his distance— and they didn’t bother him. THANK GOD.
To be continued…
Miss Heather
Greenwick Photo Du Jour: Special 9/11 Edition
Filed under: 11211, 11222, East Williamsburg, East Williamsburg Brooklyn, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic
From Morgan Avenue.
Miss Heather
Something Neat: Monitor Arms
Ever since I wrote the post about John Alexander’s fence I have been paying a lot more attention to the cast ironwork that graces many a building in north Brooklyn. Most of it is more or less identical. There is, however, a real gem to be found at 680 Manhattan Avenue.
Lest you cannot read the text above the door (which is obstructed by a fire escape) it reads “Monitor Arms”.
When the opportunity presents itself, dear readers do check this out in person. Not only is the “Monitor Arms” a really neat piece of living history but it is also helluva lot more attractive than its namesake!
Miss Heather
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