New York Shitty Videos Du Jour: And Baby Makes Three
Yesterday evening the Mister and I paid a visit to Gantry State Park. It was lovely as always; the roses were in bloom, the tide was rolling in and the sunset cast shadows from the gantries which were absolutely gorgeous. Although you can anticipate more photographs from our sojourn later (so stay tuned!) the star of the evening was this little guy. Here are some videos I shot of baby learning the ropes— under the careful watch of mom and dad, of course— enjoy!
Shortly after shooting the above footage I learned the story about this, Long Island City’s cutest family, from a most interesting source: a couple of rather tough looking chaps watching with rapt interest was they swam by.
Tough Dude #1: There used to be three of them but the others didn’t make it.
Tough Dude #2: Aw, man! I hope he does.
It just goes to show it’s always the ones you least expect. What a couple of softies!
Miss Heather
Real Estate Rhetoric Explained: One Hunters Point
I have long wrestled with exactly what the fuck the advertising wizard were getting at with this advertising campaign (as shown to the left).
Commute like a rocket
might seem pretty snappy on paper, but in reality it sounds kind of stupid. I suppose they’re were trying to get at how fast one can get into Manhattan from this location. Or are they? Being from a particular generation whose memories of space travel are less than cheerful I have my doubts.
On that note I am pleased to announce that I walked by One Hunter’s Point yesterday evening. And I think I have finally found the answer.
Meet the on-site sales office for One Hunter’s Point.
Now meet the rather unconventional sales tool located across the street.
I wonder if a defective O ring was to blame?
Damn.
Miss Heather
New York Shitty Day Starter: Couples
Gantry State Park, Long Island City
Manhattan Avenue, Greenpoint
Miss Heather
New York Shitty Day Ender: Saturday Night On The G
From the Smith – 9th bound Crosstown Local at Court Square.
Miss Heather
From The New York Shitty Inbox: The #1 Ugliest Building In Queens?
Remember that phlegm-colored condominium a bong’s toss from the Pulaski Bridge in Long Island City called the L Haus? Well, I almost forgot about it. Thankfully we have Autumn Sol to thank for reminding us that this nondo-in-the-making received a very dubious distinction this morning.
She writes:
I know this is LIC, but is so, so close to GPT.
Place: Lhaus, 11-02 49th Ave., LIC
Time: 9:00 am, Thur, May 28th
They even rolled out the scab-busting rat. Good times!
Miss Heather
Photo Credits: Autumn Sol
From The New York Shitty Inbox: On The Fence
Last week I was interviewed by a reporter. One of the topics we discussed was this web site, why I started it, why I keep doing it and so forth. Something I mentioned during the course of our conversation was how my readership had an uncanny way of perking me up when I am feeling blue. Rarely has a truly shitty day gone by that I haven’t find some choice item in my inbox awaiting my delectation. Yesterday was no exception.
Saturday, May 16, 2009 was a very lively day at Chez Shitty. The day’s events included:
A. Our oldest cat pissing on my leg. In bed. Thus saturating our bedding with pee.
B. Bearing witness to one of the most racist and foul-mouthed old Polish ladies to ever darken the doorstep of the junk shop. If this shrew is reading this (e.g.; taking a break from sucking the breath out of babies) calling the President of our Country the N word is frowned upon in some social circles. Even if and/or especially when it comes from some daft old bat who looks like a cross between Bette Davis in Whatever Happened To Baby Jane? and Don King.
C. Coming home from work to find our bathroom ceiling ripped open again and to learn:
- We have no water whatsoever— zero—zippo—none.
- We have living rats in our bathroom ceiling. And per the plumber one of them is a nasty bugger. He said and I quote:
If that rat bites me and I’m gonna him back.
They grow ’em tough in the Bronx. But I digress.
Somewhere between saying “hi” to my rodent roommates (and then commencing to demand rent from them— LOUDLY— much to the plumber’s amusement) and being urinated upon I checked my email. One was from my good friend Crappy in Queens. The message was entitled “On The Fence” and it read as follows:
This was taken outside Grover Cleveland High School.
Attached were two jpgs. Here they are.
Sure, this feminine hygiene product isn’t used. But remember what your mom always told you when you got some crappy ass present like socks or footie pajamas*:
It’s the thought that counts.
Miss Heather
*Which I once received from my grandmother for Christmas. They had Strawberry Shortcake on them. I was 18 years old.
Subway Photos Du Jour: Dazed & Confused
Filed under: Queens
The only part of this “service announcement” that makes any sense are the annotations.
Miss Heather
Photos Du Jour: Long Island City Shots
Now that the Mac Off* is behind me I have had the time to upload some really lovely photographs from my latest sojourn to Long Island City. I hope you enjoy looking at them as much as I enjoyed taking them!
Footage from this evening’s Mac Off will be forthcoming tomorrow!
Miss Heather
*Which was not without controversy. For starters Mizz Greenpoint does not in fact live in Greenpoint: she lives in Park Slope. In addition Red Star saw fit to put bacon in their mac and cheese thus precluding me from eating it. Not that this made any real difference; we immediately and unanimously agreed The Habitat deserved props. Way to go guys (and gals)!
Bi-Borough Photos Du Jour: People In My Neighborhood
Filed under: Brooklyn, Crosstown Local, Greenpoint Magic, Long Island City, Queens, Williamsburg
Bedford Avenue, Williamsburg
Metropolitan Avenue, Williamsburg
Vandervoort Avenue, Greenpoint
Anthony Street, Greenpoint
Manhattan Avenue, Greenpoint
Crosstown Local, Queens
5th Street, Long Island City
44th Drive, Long Island City.
Miss Heather
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