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Weights And Measures, Greenpoint Style
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
Discarded beer bottles are an all too common sight in my neighborhood. Sometimes I find them artfully arranged in doorways, other times I find them stacked precariously atop a Siamese hydrant. These fallen soldiers of a hard fought bottle are to Greenpoint what strollers are to my neighbors in Park Slope: ubiquitous and occasionally annoying.
When I walked around the Garden Spot yesterday, I encountered yet more evidence of our neighborhood’s love of suds.
I found this bicycle on Manhattan Avenue. Note the placement of a bottle behind the rear wheel. Have beer, will travel!
Each handle bar has been utilized to its maximum load bearing potential.
An empty pack of cigarettes graces the seat. This collection of detritus has got to be either the aftermath of one hell of a party or some graduate student’s art project. In Greenpoint, one never knows.
This seemingly odd grouping of empty beer bottles (on Calyer Street), conversely, was no mystery at all.
Note the label on the bottle: one pint and .9 fluid ounces. That’s 16.9 ounces for those of you keeping track.
Now let’s look at the instructions posted on the mailbox. They remind us of The 13-Ounce Rule. 3.9 ounces too much. Thus they were returned to sender. Sans their contents.
This is Greenpoint, after all.
Miss Heather
P.S.: Yes, I know the difference between weight and volume. This is satire. Lighten up.
Williamspoint Photo du Jour: Obama Oranges
From the Renegade Craft Fair at the McCarren Park Pool. Not only were these oranges for sale, but the proprietor told me they quit making Hillary oranges because they didn’t sell.
Miss Heather
Renegade Craft Fair
Today I braved the strange weather and downright brutal humidity to check out the Renegade Craft Fair at the McCarren Park Pool. All in all, I had a great time. Follows is a short film documenting my interaction with the bio-fueled “Post Card Machine”, my inability to follow directions, affection for chickens …and more!
Anyone interested in contacting the brilliant brain behind this machine can do so via email at:
michellery (at) hotmail (dot) com
Miss Heather
P.S.: You can look for more neat things I found at the fair on my Flickr page.
Happy Father’s Day From New York Shitty!
Filed under: Williamsburg
Better late than never, I always say. This one goes out to Pa Heather. I figured he’d appreciate this photograph (from Red Pearl on Bedford Avenue) given his affection for the movie A Christmas Story.
Miss Heather
Greenpoint Phoito du Joir: Hoisery
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
From Manhattan Avenue.
Miss Heather
Studio B Rooftop Garden: What A Difference A Couple Of Months Make!
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
The above screen cap was taken April 10, 2008.
This one was taken June 14, 2008.
Hmm. I wonder what made the Department of Buildings change their mind?
Miss Heather
UPDATE, June 16, 2008: Check out the comment left by “Citizen Skein” It is very illuminating.
Great Moments In Aluminum Siding: Volume XVI
It’s been a long, long time since I have documented some quality siding action here in Greenpoint. Too long, in fact. Thankfully, I walked down Java Street and got my religion back.
Ragu I, meet Belvedere XII. I don’t know about you, but at $10 the house of Ragu is not only very affordable, but it is also more attractive.
Miss Heather
P.S.: This one goes out to my reader who learned that his childhood home was razed to build Belvedere 12.
Stoop Sale Alert: Mother Of All?
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
NO JUNK, NO JOKE.
This might be worth checking out. Speaking from personal experience, some of the best stoop sale scores I have made have come from Kent. Street, that is.
Miss Heather
Friday The 13th At Studio B
One would think after having the Department of Buildings cite them for not having their Public Assembly paperwork in order (and having this brought to the attention of the Department of Consumer Affairs) that Studio B would cease their illicit behavior.
Nope. 9:45 last night they were gearing up to party on both floors! Do they have legal right to conduct business in this rooftop garden? No. They don’t exactly have right to do so on the first floor either. To Studio B’s credit, they may be scofflaws but at least they’re consistent.
An angry neighbor writes me (at 11:55 p.m.):
311 wouldn’t take my complaint because the same thing had just been called in to the DOB.
That’s one way of making the city look like it is doing it’s job and everything is hunky dory: refuse to document complaints. Speaking as someone who has worked in management (and actually gave a damn), however, this is very ineffective policy customer service-wise. And make no mistake about it— as tax payers (READ: clients), we are to be served by this city’s agencies— not the other way around.
When one client brought something to my attention, I took notice. When 2,3,4+ more people complained to me about the same thing, I addressed it. Immediately. I suppose that is the difference: I actually cared about the clients under my care. This city, apparently, doesn’t.
Miss Heather
Did You Lose Your Chihuahua?
Filed under: Williamsburg
If so, he was found at the corner of Berry and North 9th Street yesterday, Friday 13th, at 11:00 a.m. He is safe and sound in a “dog-friendly household nearby”. You can retrieve your (incredibly cute) prodigal pup by calling the phone number on the above flier.
Miss Heather
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