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Greenpoint Photo du Jour: Free Spirit
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
From the Pulaski Bridge.
Miss Heather
A City Island Minute
Filed under: Area 51
Yesterday the Mister, my good friend Rowan, the inimitable Bitchcakes and I made the trek to City Island. Not only is City Island the home of “poo pee” the cat, but it is in fact home to a great many felines. We had an absolute ball.
I highly recommend making the trip and checking out this nifty place for yourself. They even have a bed and breakfast there (Le Refuge) so you can stay overnight!
Miss Heather
P.S.: I’ve started posting photographs from my little excursion on Flickr. Check them out!
Miss World: Our Future Vice President
What was it that first enchanted me about Sarah Palin? Her status as a (failed) beauty queen? Her moving speech (upon accepting the Vice Presidential nomination) that her career in politics started when she joined the P.T.A.? Crowing about her FIVE CHILDREN?!?
I did not want to watch her speech. And for the most part I didn’t: I listened. Mister Heather played it on the television. I could not restrain myself from leaning over and looking at this “hockey mom” who could be within a “heartbeat” of the Presidency and thinking to myself:
This is scary.
I am a bad feminist. I do not toe the line. In other words when someone (in this case John McCain) throws a bone to “female voters” like Ms. Palin I am not impressed. In fact, I am offended.
Miss Palin is a token. Tokenism is the last and worst vestige of discrimination in this country. There are a number of female Senators, Representatives and Governors McCain could choose from. Olympia Snowe comes to mind. But McCain chose this bimbo. One whose qualifications lie between her legs, not her record.
I’m an independent. Come November I’m voting Democrat.
Simple as that.
Miss Heather
Post Script: Ann Richards why did you leave us in 2006? You could have cut this woman to shreds and I would have savored every bit moment of it.
UPDATE 9/1/08: Get a load of this. Apparently I am a political pundit now. Who knew? Otherwise I made a funny today over lunch worth sharing…
Miss Heather:
You know, I wouldn’t actually mind having a male beauty queen for Vice President. As a matter fact I might like it. Wait a minute, scratch that. We already had one: Dan Quayle.
Bronx Photo du Jour: Have You Seen Poo Pee?
Filed under: Crazy Cat Lady
No, I don’t mean this.
A little kitty with named poo-pee (presumably because he does not have a “very nice attitude”) is lost and rumored to be at large somewhere on City Island. If anyone in City Island is reading this (which I seriously doubt) please keep an eye out for poo-pee. He is clearly missed.
Miss Heather
Greenpoint Photos du Jour: Holiday Weekend
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
From Manhattan Avenue.
Miss Heather
This Has Nothing Whatsoever To Do With NYC
Filed under: Area 51
…but I feel compelled to share it anyway. The Mister wakes up before me every day. Every day I shimmy into the living room to find him glued to the computer. Usually he’s listening to NPR and reading the New York Times. Not yesterday. This is what I saw my husband looking at with rapt interest:
One would think someone from Portsmouth’s P.R. Department would pick up on the unintended(?) nuance this advertisement has— or maybe that was the intent? The is the Royal Navy we are talking about after all. The folks who invented “impressment“.
Hugs,
Miss Heather
Photo Credit: The Register
Williamspoint Photos du Jour: Biggie Smalls
Walking around the junk shop is always fascinating. I am especially fond of poking through the nooks and crannies where people (presumably clients) like to stash stuff. Most of the time I find pornography carefully hidden for later delectation. Yesterday I found just that and something else…
Polaroids of Biggie Smalls.
My taste in rap tends to lean (very) old school: N.W.A., Run D.M.C., Public Enemy and Beastie Boys mostly. I do not think I have ever listened to Biggie Smalls— but I know who he is. But dead celebrities are not why I am sharing these photographs. Rather, I’d like you to take a good hard look where he is.
Looks a helluva lot like Greenpoint if you ask me!
Miss Heather
Williamsburg Photos du Jour: Darling
Filed under: Williamsburg
These photographs hail from Wythe Avenue, Dahhhrling.
Miss Heather
Chinatown Photo du Jour: SPAM!
Filed under: Area 51
From Bayard Street.
Miss “Egg, Spam, Spam, Spam, Ramen & Spam” Heather
Amazing. Simply Amazing.
That’s all I can say about the work they are doing at Empty Cages Collective. After reading this wonderful piece by mihow I swung by to administer a little “hands on” kitten therapy this week. It was then that I met Lucy.
She might look an ordinary (and cute) kitten but I assure you she is not. Lisacat writes:
Lucy is a kitten caught in Brooklyn during a trap-neuter-return project by Empty Cages Collective volunteers. She had a deep abscess on her jaw and needed emergency veterinary care to close the wound. The vet is concerned that there is not enough tissue for her to heal properly, so we have to get her to a dental specialist for evaluation. She is still fearful and a little hissy, but is eating well and starting to enjoy being handled a bit.
I have said it before and I’ll say it again: the best way to judge a society is how they treat those who are the least able to defend themselves. The fact Lucy is still alive is a testament to her tenacity; she wants to live. The great pains Empty Cages Collective has taken to get Lucy the medical treatment she so desperately needs is a telling example of how dedicated they are to caring for those who cannot speak for themselves. Those (who like Lucy) suffer in silence.
I would strongly advise any of you with a little money or time to spare to make a donation to Empty Cages Collective or better yet— volunteer!
Who knows, you might make a new friend. Or two!
Miss Heather
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