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Happy Women’s History Month From Bedford Stuyvesant!
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Once in a very, very blue moon I will encounter something that even makes me say “Wow, that’s pretty offensive.” Yesterday I had such a moment on Lexington Street.
The item in question is located on the above pick-up truck. As you can clearly see, the owner of said motor vehicle has taken great care and expense to customize it. I suppose it’s his way of expressing himself.
That’s why he wasn’t content with the ubiquitous (and downright pedestrian) mud flap lady and opted for her X-rated cousin. I bet this gentleman has to beat off the women with a stick. Or beats off. A LOT.
Miss Heather
Brooklyn Photos du Jour: Cucumbers
It would appear that my amigo down at Save Rite Wine and Liquor has found some new friends.
I wonder if he is any relation to this fella from the Myrtle Willoughby stop of the G?
Miss Heather
Bed-Stuy Photo du Jour: Here Comes The Sun!
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From Bedford Avenue.
Miss Heather
The Theologian of Bedford Stuyvesant
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There is no one thing that has pitted man against his fellow man more effectively than the subject of religion. In fact, I am frequently of the mind that the world would be a hell of a lot better without it. The way I see it, squabbling about what god likes is a pretty futile endeavor. Arguing over what he dislikes is downright asinine. The previous having been said, there is person on Bainbridge Street whose theological views I wholeheartedly endorse.
AMEN!
Now go out and buy some flowers. Why not hang some new drapes as well? For god’s sake run a comb through that hair and put on some make-up! Get it together people!
Miss Heather
Behold, The Bed-Stuy Beer Bong!
I was originally going to feature this nugget of institutional architectural bliss as this week’s installment of Fedder’s Friday but since it is raining I felt is was better served by being showcased today. Last weekend my husband and I entertained a friend of ours from out of town. Wishing to be good hosts, we wanted to give our guest the quintessential New York Shitty experience. In other words, we took him on a grand tour of the finest Fedders Specials this city has to offer.
It was on Quincy Street that we found this, the benchmark for all things Fedders.
As you can see all the required elements are present:
- Exposed electrical meters
- Nary a lick of greenery to be found
- Burglar bars
- And of course, Fedders boxes
But there is something that makes this property stand head and shoulders above its compatriots. A little “added value” if you will. Can you find it? I’ll give you a hint: look closely at the gutter on the left-hand side of the building.
I know what you’re thinking:
My god, that is one helluva design flaw!
I beg to differ. I am by my very nature an optimistic person. I prefer to see the (shot) glass half full— if for no other reason because that’s when I know it’s time to order another one.
What we have here, dear readers, may very well be the world’s largest beer bong. Belly up to the bar New Yorkers, I bet these folks throw the best damned Fourth of July barbecues in town!
Miss Heather
Bed-Stuy Photo du Jour: Books or Bubblegum?
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From Madison Street.
Miss Heather
Bed-Stuy Pay Phone du Jour: Bainbridge Street
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As I was knocking around Bedford Stuyvesant this lovely and unseasonably warm afternoon I found myself getting a little peckish. Actually, I was ravenous. That’s the reason why I ducked into the local Subway franchise on Broadway. As I negotiated my way through the line one of the employees said:
The short woman is first.
Thinking they were speaking about yours truly I looked around confusedly. Then I looked down and deduced who they were talking about: a woman who (maybe) came up to my elbow. She could barely see above the counter. She was, indeed, very short. She made me look Michael Jordan.
It is a hard knock life for little people. I should know: I am one of them. Therefore, you can imagine my joy when I noticed a pay phone just down the street that had been retrofitted to better serve people of diminuative stature.
That kiosk looks like it was hit by a car.
This is probably because it was. You can always count on Bedford Stuyvesant to find new and innovative ways to jack up public pay phones. In fact they give us Greenpointers a serious run for our money.
Get cracking Garden Spotters!
Miss Heather
Bed-Stuy Photo du Jour: Willoughby Avenue
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What would this country be without New Jersey? A helluva lot less entertaining, that’s what!
Miss Heather
Photo du Jour: Lady Liberty
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From Bedford Stuyvesant.
Miss Heather
Bed-Stuy Photo du Jour: By Any Means Necessary
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With today being the last day of Black History month I thought it would be nice to feature this great painting of Malcolm X from (where else) Malcolm X Boulevard.
If you want to see some more Bedford Stuyvesant mural goodness be sure to point and click your way over to Bed-Stuy Banana’s wonderful post entitled “Heroes and Sheroes”. While you’re there be sure to check out her newer posts and see for yourself why this blog is rapidly becoming one of my favorites.
Miss Heather
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