Spotted On Manhattan Avenue: Great Wall Of Beer
Filed under: 11222, BAD ASS, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Stuff That Makes Miss Heather Happy
I know what you’re thinking, gentle readers:
How “great” can this wall possibly be?
It is nothing short of breath-taking, my fellow Garden Spotters. We’re talking at least thirty solid feet of suds. Do go and behold the Greenpoint glory for yourselves— you will not be disappointed!
Natural Garden’s Great Wall of Beer
open 24 Hours
750 Manhattan Avenue
Brooklyn, New York 11222
Greenpoint Fashion Watch: Thomas
Filed under: 11222, BAD ASS, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Stuff That Makes Miss Heather Happy
I have seen this chap around the neighborhood for some time. Alas, I never worked up the gumption to talk to him— until today. I’m glad I did. Nice to meet you, Thomas— and thank you for gracing the Garden Spot with your inimitable style!
From The New York Shitty Inbox: Live From The Bath Tub Races!
Filed under: 11222, BAD ASS, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Stuff That Makes Miss Heather Happy
Laura Hoffman (who took the above photographs) writes:
Hi Heather!The bathtub races were awesome. I went with my youngest son and oldest grandson, while we waited for his parents and new brother to pick us up. Even though we couldn’t stay for the whole event, we had fun. There was good music & food. And the thought of tub racing was hysterical. Thought you’d like to see the photos… When my oldest son, wife and new baby picked us up, we found ourselves driving behind a Bat Mobile.
AWESOME!
Reader Contribution du Jour: Overkill 2.0
Filed under: 11222, BAD ASS, East Williamsburg, East Williamsburg Brooklyn, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic
A chap named Andrew (who brought the above vehicle to my attention) writes (in an email entitled I Know You’ve Seen The Limo):
…but have you seen the watercraft these guys are working on?
I have now. Great find, Andrew!
Miss Heather
Spotted On Manhattan Avenue: Genius
Yes, gentle readers, summer is definitely upon us— and with it comes an affliction affectionately called “swamp ass”. Some lady friends and I recently discussed this condition at length and how to address it. I will not go into any details at this time but I will state that panty-liners were brought to the table. Now jump back to today; as I am running errands I am thinking to myself:
- Wow, it is pretty damned hot outside!
- My chest was getting, well, kind of swampy.
I had honestly never given the latter matter much thought. What I have in the way of “cleavage” is at best nominal— but this was really beginning to annoy me. It was at that moment I looked up and saw something nothing short of inspired.
As you can see the above chap has taken some napkins and crafted a sweat-catcher for his “boobs”. I’m a little disappointed I myself did not think of this first but nonetheless give this creation two enthusiastic New York Shitty thumbs up. You go, Greenpoint!
Miss Heather
Quicklink: A Manifesto For The Hyperlocal
I have been out of touch with my buddy over at Sheepshead Bites for awhile now. This is a shame as he is a rather nice chap. However, when I notice that he has written a piece such as the above, well, at least I know he is alive, well and fighting the good fight! More importantly, this tome touches upon a number of issues yours truly encounters finds quite disconcerting and given the state of print reporting in north Brooklyn it is just as— if not more so— relevant here as it is in his stomping grounds “down south”. Take this passage for example:
I believe local journalism, local government and local economies are the linchpins of a vibrant, healthy nation. For decades, as conglomerates swallowed up independent news outlets across the nation (our own local paper, Bay News, is owned by News Corp. – the same company that owns Fox News and the New York Post, for example), local coverage was watered down because community reporting is expensive, and stockholders want dividends. And because corporations can view employees as easily replaceable cogs, one reporter who lives in the community and has covered it for decades is just as valuable as one straight out of journalism school three states over.
But community reporting requires more than cogs. It requires more than an academic familiarity of those it covers. What meaningful local reporting requires is a personal investment. If the reporter doesn’t stand to benefit from a healthy community, his coverage will serve to dramatize and exacerbate problems rather than solve them.
When Sheepshead Bites ventures to cover the community, we do it because we’re neighbors. Our writers live here. Our business is based here. And we endeavor to support and uplift our neighbors for all of our benefit.
I could not have said it better myself! Do take a moment to give Ned’s tome a read. It is more than worth the time.
Miss Heather
From The New York Shitty Photo Pool, Part II: Fireworks
Filed under: BAD ASS, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Manhattan, New York City
Taken by Jonathan Percy.
Miss Heather
Greenpoint Photos du Jour: Wet Paint
Filed under: 11222, BAD ASS, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Street Furniture, Stuff That Makes Miss Heather Happy
It would appear that the chaps responsible for the Garden Spot glory that is the “El Blablazo” tree pit have seen fit to give it a little sprucing up in anticipation of this upcoming holiday weekend! Great job, guys!
Miss Heather
P.S.: Special thanks go out to Laura Hofmann who not only tipped me off to this, but also took the first photo gracing this post!
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