Greenpoint
Lorven Pharmacy
Culture on the Cheap
Great Moments In Advertising: Crosstown Local Edition
There are a number of things about this solicitation I find interesting. For starters, it is located outside the India Street entrance of the Smith – 9th bound G train. In addition, the ad copy is direct and to the point. But foremost and above all no mention whatsoever is made of compensation. My advice: if you take this man up on his offer and euphemisms such as “art photography” or “candid shots” are dropped demand the money upfront.
Miss Heather
Williamspoint Photos Du Jour: Bike Lover’s Special
Before I go out to savor today’s lovely weather I will leave with this selection of photographs I put together with bike lovers in mind. Enjoy!
From South 4th Street.
From the Smith – 9th bound platform of the Crosstown Local at Greenpoint Avenue.
From Kingsland Avenue.
From North 14th Street.
From Monitor Street.
Miss Heather
Subway Wars: Greenpoint Vs. East Williamsburg
Next to the Morgan Avenue L train entrance on Bogart Street.
From the Smith – 9th Street bound entrance of the Crosstown Local at Norman Avenue.
Miss Heather
Williamspoint Photos Du Jour: Pre-Valentine’s Day Revue, Part II
I enjoyed putting together yesterday’s selection of pre-Valentine’s Day goodness so much I have decided to hit you up with some more snaps of love north Brooklyn style.
From Noble Street.
I can safety state that this is the only upbeat missive I have found on a Real Housewives of New York City subway poster.
Almost seven years later Carlito is still missed on South 3rd Street.
Love’s a poppin’ all over the place on Hope Street! Feeling lonely this upcoming weekend? Don’t despair, make your way over to Maria’s Deli.
The word on Diamond Street is they serve a lot more than just sandwiches.
Miss Heather
Crosstown Local Photo Du Jour: Smile!
This bit of timely advice hails from the Smith & 9th bound platform at Nassau Avenue.
Miss Heather
Crosstown Local Photos Du Jour: January 18, 2009
From the Greenpoint Avenue & Court Square stops of the G train.
Miss Heather
Reader Contribution Du Jour: G Is For…
Filed under: Bum Shit, Crosstown Local, Dung of the Day, Greenpoint Magic, Long Island City, Other Shit
Gee, that’s REALLY FUCKING GROSS.
This evening I received a most curious email from a gentleman named Angel. It was entitled “A step up from Dog Shit, as seen on the G on Court Sq.” and it read as follows:
Here’s my 2 cents for NewYorkShitty.com before 08 comes to an end…
Me and my family saw this (and laughed hard as I took out the camera without hesitation) on our way into the first G car on Court Sq. (headed towards Greenpoint of course) First thing that came to my mind. “This is so NewYorkShitty.com material”
Intrigued, I clicked my way over to Gubatron’s flickr page. The following is what awaited my delectation.
I have to confess: this image gave me goosebumps. They were not of the warm and fuzzy “I just had my first kiss” variety. Rather, it was more like the onset of a case of stomach flu —which I suspect is what the person who left this, the most piquant and direct critique of Crosstown Local service I have ever beheld, was probably experiencing. What’s more, it is one of the most disgusting things I have ever seen on the G train. And for the record, that includes two subway masturbators and this.
WAY TO GO GUBATRON!
The next time, dear readers, you get angry because you didn’t get a seat while commuting on our very own G train think of the above image. Sometimes it’s just better to stand.
Miss Heather
Photo Credit: Gubatron
Crosstown Local Photos Du Jour: If You Leave It, They Will Come
From the Queens-bound platform at Bergen Street.
Miss Heather
Crosstown Local Photo Du Jour: Wish Fulfillment
From the Queens-bound platform at Greenpoint Avenue.
Miss Heather
Dysfunction Junction: Crosstown Local Co-Dependency
I have often wondered why the MTA does not host “meet your station manager” days for the Crosstown Local (as they do for other subway lines like our tonier sister the L). Initially I chalked this up to the Transit Authority’s desire not to have their employees screamed at and pommeled with brickbats by a very angry public. Last night at Metropolitan Avenue, however, I finally learned the truth: the very G train itself is more than happy to field inquiries from concerned commuters. What’s more, this four car wonder will put it in writing!
Behold the Crosstown Local wailing wall. It is located at the southern end of the Smith – 9th bound platform.
Dear G Train
Well sorry about those things i said about you last week
But the thing is, you are never here for me Seriously why? Please please
come here pick me up, be there for me? is that (so much to ask?)
-love
Gutter
REPLY
Dear Gutter:
I don’t have much time, but you should know that whenever I’m here, you’re not. And when you’re home I’m out, scouring the old paths – looking for you. I’ll always be here on my way there. Where will you be?
Love, G.
OH YEAH…
You only come see me when you need a ride.
Stop using me, freeloader!
Gutter/Other
G train- You’re A Slut! Give anyone A RIDE!
Oy vey. Where is Doctor Phil when you need him?
Miss Heather
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