From The New York Shitty Photo Pool, Part III: The Whole World
Filed under: 10014, Manhattan, New York City, West Village, West Village Manhattan
This very merry gentleman hails from the West Village and comes from the camera of Michelle Rick. Great shot!
Miss Heather
From The New York Shitty Inbox: Michael & Edie
Filed under: 10013, 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Manhattan, New York City
This item comes courtesy of a long-time reader (and Greenpointer) named John. He writes:
This is a one-time email I’m sending about a play we’re hard at work on – it’s called Michael and Edie, written by our own Rachel Bonds, and directed by our own Robert Saenz De Viteri. It’s a madcap holiday comedy with some dark undertones and bits of magic. It’s fun. It’s short (70 minutes). It’s affordable – admission is 12 dollars. The cast is fantastic.
If you’re looking for a fun and easy night out, please consider joining us. We run Wednesday through Sunday for the next two weeks.
You can get the full rundown about this play, the people behind it and purchase tickets by clicking here.
Miss Heather
The Word On The Street: Food For Thought
Filed under: 10002, 10003, 10009, 10014, 11211, Manhattan, New York City, The Word On The Street, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
Taken November 23 & 29, 2010.
Miss Heather
New York Shitty Slide Show Du Jour: Manhattan Street Art Selections
To brighten up this dreary day I have assembled a slide show of street art for your viewing pleasure. Enjoy!
As always you can view these images in large format by clicking here.
Miss Heather
Spotted Waiting For The B62: (Priceless)
Filed under: 10014, 11222, Bum Shit, Crosstown Local, Culture War, Dung of the Day, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Manhattan, New York City, Other Shit, Subway
Contrary to what some might think yours truly exercises some semblance of ethics when photographing people on the street. It is neither my purpose nor my desire to laugh at people. Which brings me to this.
I cannot tell a lie: I had a lot of trouble suppressing a chuckle.
But given the rather, um, copious notices I spied when exiting the Crosstown Local at India Street this afternoon can you blame a man (or woman) for being dazed and confused— or dare I say: possibly a wee bit pissed off— by our mass transit system? This is the real Greenpoint, folks— and don’t you forget it!
Fortunately there are intrepid souls who see fit— quite literally— to cut the crap.
CASE IN POINT: the Spring Street station in SoHo.*
Miss Heather
*Yes, that is a pile of human feces peeking out from under this flier-cum-asswipe.
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