From The New York Shitty Inbox: Found On Greenpoint Avenue
A very nice fellow named Dave writes:
dunno if you can help but maybe you can –
i’m attaching a pic of a cute little guy that showed up at my windowsill a little while ago. he’s in my kitchen now, segregated from my other 2 guys in the living room. the situation is tense.
he’s got a collar but no name. just a Chicago anti-cruelty Society # 312.644.8338. no clipped ears and pretty friendly i hope he’s just lost.i live at the corner of manhattan ave and greenpoint ave. heavy traffic.
please repost in hopes of home
Done! If anyone reading this knows to whom this fellow belongs— or wishes to provide him a foster home— please contact Dave via email at: dmblenk(at)gmail(dot)com
Thanks!
From The New York Shitty Photo Pool: Cat Nap
Filed under: 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Stuff That Makes Miss Heather Happy
Taken by Diana Gee.
Greenpoint Photos Du Jour: Mona Lisa
Filed under: 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Stuff That Makes Miss Heather Happy, Urban Artifact
From India Street.
The Word On The Street, Part II: Bonjour!
Filed under: 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, The Word On The Street
From Huron Street.
Urban Artifact: Feels Like Summer!
Filed under: 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Stuff That Makes Miss Heather Happy, Urban Artifact
As this find— upon which yours truly stumbled Greenpoint Avenue today— attests one never knows where the Porn Fairy will ply his/her trade next!
CASE IN POINT: “Busty Island Girls” (which inexplicably is missing a listing on IMDb). Sometimes it actually pays to check out those ostensibly abandoned/empty envelopes folks…
Urban Fur: Mimi
Taken May 30, 2013.
From The New York Shitty Inbox: Greetings From 239 Banker Street— Once Again
Filed under: 11222, Gentrification, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Wow, WTF
Some of you might recall that I recently received a piece of correspondence from an individual who called this place home. He/she was none too happy about it too. This is why he/she was moving out. As you can imagine, gentle readers, I had a number of questions for this person. Today I am pleased to announce I not only got some answers— but some visuals to accompany them! One is the charming image at right. But I am getting ahead of myself— without further ado, here we go! NOTE: I have excised some material so as to preserve some semblance of anonymity for the parties involved.
Hi Heather, I stupidly did not take any photos of the piss/shit fiasco- I opened the camera to do it but immediately thought “no- this is fucking vile! I’m leaving” and the SMELL! yikes I’m out of there now, but I came to live there because I was moving back to NYC (had been in SF for a year) and my friend who I was looking for a place with had said “hey, I found this spot in Greenpoint with two rooms open”… I went with it… I have some more photos ill send over as well. sorry for so many emails but I can’t attach via the mail app and have no computer access for a couple days. Also made a clip, hope it helps to convey the space better.
…so these first two are the bathroom tub and what is almost certainly mold growing- along w/ Shitpissgate (Apparently the first floor of this building had to be vacated after Hurricane Sandy due to flooding— this included a back-up of raw sewage. Yummy. — Ed. Note), there was an incident with the bathtub backing up dirty water full of black specks up to the brim (last photo- however it only depicts minimal drain, it was a photo I took to send to the super in a “THIS STILL EXISTS HOURS LATER”! message)
the third is the wood rising up after Shitpissgate, and the fourth is an example of all the arbitrary holes in the deplorable re-flooring job.
Now let’s proceed to the “bedroom”, shall we?
Yeah, the photos do not do much to describe this space. As the video footage makes all too clear: this is because there isn’t really much space to describe!
I know what you’re thinking:
How much does such a
closetroom cost?
Well, prepare to be amazed. I certainly was.
$925. And the bigger rooms (slightly, but you know as well as I do how sometimes that extra six inches of a room helps) with windows were $925. Again, against my better judgment, shame on me, etc. but I’m glad I found the legal hurdle.
Those of you who are wondering what this hurdle/loophole was— or simply care about such trivial matters as fire code— will undoubtedly find the following passage from the “Loft Law” (Thanks NAG!) quite illuminating:
…Notwithstanding the provisions of paragraphs (i), (iii) and (iv) of subdivision two of this section, but subject to paragraphs (i) and (ii) of subdivision one of this section and paragraph (ii) of subdivision two of this section, the term “interim multiple dwelling” shall include buildings, structures or portions thereof that are located in a city of more than one million persons which were occupied for residential purposes as the residence or home of any three or more families living independently from one another for a period of twelve consecutive months during the period commencing January first, two thousand eight, and ending December thirty-first, two thousand nine, provided that the unit: is not located in a basement or cellar and has at least one entrance that does not require passage through another residential unit to obtain access to the unit, has at least one window opening onto a street or a lawful yard or court as defined in the zoning resolution for such municipality…
Whoops. Now if you don’t mind I have some bunk beds to install in my tool shed…
From The New York Shitty Photo Pool, Part II: I Love You Too, Stranger
Taken by Todd Shaffer.
From The New York Shitty Inbox: One Of Our Own
Filed under: 11205, 11222, Bed-Stuy, Bed-Stuy Brooklyn, Clinton Hill, Clinton Hill Brooklyn, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic
A fellow named Todd writes:
Have you seen this?
No, I had not. However, being one who takes the issue of bicyclist/pedestrian safety— and traffic enforcement— quite seriously, I contacted the folks at Permanent records to find out what happened. A very kind fellow named Matthew wrote me back. here’s what he had to say:
Hi Heather… thanks for getting in touch. I’m a little hesitant to divulge too many of the specifics right now… Meg is recovering from surgery and I don’t want to inadvertently give more details than she is comfortable with. The accident happened south of Greenpoint on her way up (I believe) Classon, and she was essentially knocked off her bike and then run over by a truck. Her injuries will likely have her immobile for some time, but all things considered, we’re extremely grateful things aren’t worse.
I’d be thrilled if you’d be willing to share this story and help out our cause here. You can also let people know that some friends of the shop have already donated some goods, including rare and out of print records, and we’re gonna set up some sort of auction or raffle fundraiser for them… we’ll have those details soon. And if you’d like more specific details on the actual accident, once Meg is up for it, I’ll put you two in touch and she can get them all to you.
As you can imagine Meg has a big road ahead of her. I suspect I speak on the behalf of everyone reading this tome when I write that I hope she makes a full recovery. Those of you who wish to make a donation so as to help with Meg’s medical expenses can do so via Paypal or by dropping off money, checks and donations for the auction at Permanent Records:
Permanent Records
181 Franklin Street
Brooklyn, New York 11222
Otherwise I’ll post updates, including the details regarding the auction/fundraiser, as I receive them. Stay safe out there folks!
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