Urban Artifact, Part I: 223 Days & Counting!
Filed under: 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Stuff That Makes Miss Heather Happy, Urban Artifact
Looks like Teddy’s been tagged. In a manner of speaking. (previously)
Urban Artifact: Keep New York City Clean
Filed under: 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Urban Artifact
From Manhattan Avenue.
Greenpoint Photos Du Jour: Street Meat
Filed under: 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Urban Artifact
Perhaps Anthony Wiener is campaigning in the hood?*
*Props go to a fellow named Larry for coming up with this gem.
From The New York Shitty Inbox: Greetings From Queens
This magnificent example of value-added feral furniture hails from Metropolitan Avenue and Flushing Avenue and comes courtesy of Queens Crap. Any takers?
Urban Artifacts: Manhattan Avenue
Filed under: 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Hooliganism, Urban Artifact
Taken June 24, 2013.
Urban Artifact: Totem
As discovered on Linden Street. It appears to be some kind of fitness device. Anyone?
Urban Artifact: Stockholm Street
Today the Mister and I sojourned to visit a friend of ours in Ridegwood. As it would happen, said friend’s birthday is tomorrow and she has a slew of kittens up for adoption. We brought a treat and she treated us to some kitten time. A more than fair exchange if you ask me. But we’ll get into the latter later.* Anyhoo, as we were walking to this person’s home we encountered this:
Naturally I had to look at it.
A script. The Mister told me to put it back. I flat-out refused. First off: it was abandoned. Secondly: the content speaks for itself. Lastly: as a creative soul cum urban anthropologist I find it fascinating. When I arrived back at Chez Shitty and further examined my find, it got even more interesting…
The author of this endeavor appears to be a young man named Derrick. He has enlisted a few lady friends to make this vignette happen. I envision a future Joe Francis or perhaps even a Russ Meyer in the making!
*Kittens: of a litter of no less than nine lives, seven are left.
They’re really cute too. Two have bobtails!
Any/all who are interested in meeting these ladies and gentleman (who are around 9 weeks old) should contact their keeper/caretaker via email at: nutrichris (at) rcn (dot) com. Tell ’em Heather sent you.
New York Shitty Street Seating Du Jour: Better Homes & Garbage
Filed under: 11211, Feral Furniture, Street Furniture, Urban Artifact, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
From River Street.
New York Shitty Pay Phone Du Jour: Murray Hill Merlot
Given the spirits I usually find gracing the public pay phones in the Garden Spot, I simply had to capture this corker for posterity. It’s a whole ‘another world over there, folks. One in which the Mister and I overheard a young lady talking up a bouncer. This went as follows:
Lady: Where do you live?
Bouncer: Brooklyn.
Lady: EVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVRYbody lives in Brooklyn!
Well, not yet.
Urban Artifact: 23rd Street
Filed under: 11101, Advanced Life Forms, Long Island City, Long Island City Queens, Stuff That Makes Miss Heather Happy, Urban Artifact, Wow, WTF
Me to the Mister* upon discovering this exotic and most unexpected item:
Behold, a sacred relic of the Cherohonkee tribe!
This one’s for you, Pa Heather.
*Who I would like take a moment to thank. Had there not been some, um, confusion between Queensbridge and Queensboro Plaza on his part— and I was not feeling like a bigger jackass than usual and decided to let him learn the hard way— we would not have needed to walk down this thoroughfare so as to catch the B62. I served as the Mister’s guide through this “uncharted territory”. Most of this was done in silence for reasons I think need no explanation—but I digress. Had we not walked down this street, we would not have happened upon this most exceptional urban artifact (which I have determined to be a “shamanistic shit stick” of the Cherohonkee tribe which is a member of the Trustifarian Nation).
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