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Looks Like We’re Getting Another Taco Joint…
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
They have been working on this space (formerly belonging to Kasjan Bakery) for some time but at long last this week they finally gave us an indication as to what will be moving in: Tacos & More*. Needless to say I am very, very eager to check out their wares! Now if we could get some decent Indian and Middle Eastern food in this neighborhood we’ll be all aces.
Tacos & More
668 Manhattan Avenue
Brooklyn, New York 11222
Opening Date & Hours: T.B.A.
Miss Heather
*and Queens Haircutters. Odd name for a barber shop given it is located in KINGS Country. 🙂
Anyone Want A Kensington Kitten?
Filed under: Crazy Cat Lady
Yat writes:
…i was referred to you by the blogger Jimmy legs who thought you maybe able to help me get the word out about this little stray kitten i found in the Kensington neighborhood of Brooklyn. I have made a blog for her to try and get potential adopter’s attention and would be grateful if u can help spread the word.
She is around 6 to 8 weeks old and was weighing 1.1 pound last Sunday, she is however tested FIV +, although at this early age FIV result are not that accurate and it may turn out that she is not actually infected. But to be on the safe and realistic side she must be adopted into a single cat household so she won’t put any other cats at risk for FIV, and she may not be so suitable for a first time cat owner. Since she could be considered special needs she really need a responsible and caring person to look after her.
Anyone interested in meeting “GEK” should contact her keeper at: grey.eyed.kitten (at) gmail (dot) com. NOTE: she has been successfully litter trained! You can read all about it by clicking here.
Miss Heather
UPDATE: The kitty formerly known as “GEK” has been adopted! She now goes by the (wonderful) name “YoYo”. YAY!
Boobification Photo du Jour: Breast Meat
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
From Lorimer Street.
Miss Heather
Williamsburg Photo du Jour: Bridge To Nowhere
From Bedford Avenue.
Miss Heather
P.S.: For more fun stuff about Ms. Palin click here.
Be advised much of the previous and follows is disgusting.
I for one like her charging rape victims (or their insurance companies) for rape kits (to save the taxpayers the expense). I have worked with victims of violent crime. It is not an experience I will forget anytime soon. Have you ever had a mother SCREAMING at you over the phone that a hospital turned over charges for her daughter’s rape kit to a collection agency?
I have. I referred her to the local “rape shelter”. They paid for it.
Have you ever had a mother yell at you because her son (10 years old, raped by “a man of the cloth”) is trying to kill himself and needs medication?
I have. I referred her to the “boss”. The boss took her call. He got his meds.
Have you, Sarah Palin, ever seen the face of sexual violence? I don’t think so. It was a parade of shameful parents and children passing my desk. Apologizing to me for being there. To get financial assistance for something that was outside their control.
Do you think rape victims were asking for it, Sarah? Or were are they simply a tax a burden?
The office I worked at was funded largely by V.A.W.A.: Violence Against Women Act. If my memory serves me correctly Joe Biden’s office was responsible for this, not you.
Your creds are as follows, Sarah:
- Beauty Queen/MILF (look it up)
- Marginally qualified, but panders to the religious right and has a twat
- Your future son-in-law is a train wreck. He chewed gum “like a tool” during the RNC. We, being the jaded and godless New Yorkers we are, find him fascinating.
I eagerly look forward to your Veep debate Sarah. Cry sexism as much as you want, Biden did more for women than you ever did. Or will.
Subway Poster du Jour: Nassau Avenue
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
Rowan5 (who contributed the above photo) writes:
…hahaha! i love it. it reminds me of art history classes where they painted haloes like gold plates in pre-Renaissance days.
Call me odd but I’d choose the dork (Jason Biggs) over the tool (Dane Cook).
Dorks are HOT! Smirking jerk-offs, not so much. Dated the latter, married the previous. Dorks don’t just give you flowers, they’ll clean a cat’s festering asshole and fix your computer. I speak from experience when I say this. That’s what I call sexy!
Jason Biggs, I am *so* yours!
Miss Heather
Thank You Magic Johnson!
I see your face on bus shelters exhorting people to get out and walk more because it is good for their well-being (on the behalf of Aetna— if my memory serves me correctly). I started doing just this two years ago (without you or Aetna’s help). It works. Sometimes I walk from Greenpoint to Bed-Stuy, Clinton Hill or Bushwick and back. Just for the fun of it. When was the last time you went to Bed-Stuy, Magic? Just curious. But I digress.
When I get back home (to Greenpoint) I want to rest. This is rather difficult to do given that your development —one which seeks to uplift my humble hood from the utter squalor we lived in before (which wasn’t that bad) —to condos starting at $400,000 a pop —works consistently later than the law allows. Sawing, hammering, dumping garbage into containers. I have heard this at 8:00 p.m., 8:30 p.m. And as of last night even later:
Do you want to promote good health, Magic? If so, make your workers at 110 Green Street stop work at 6:00 p.m.* Sleep deprivation is a killer.
Miss Heather
*And ask them to refrain from verbally abusing women and teenage girls. I have actually made it a point to walk around my— or would that be your block— so I will not be cat-called by your workers. Kisses, hisses, etc.
I’m not the only one.
Boobification Photo du Jour: McGolrick Park
I smell varmint poontang, and the only good varmint poontang, is dead varmint poontang, I think.
Miss Heather
What’s Up On Oak?
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
Today I finally bumped into a woman leaving this new storefront (whose address is 97 Oak Street) so I asked her what was going on. Apparently it is going to be a pastry shop. Think something along the lines of “Cheeks” down in Williamsburg, e.g.; no margarine, no corn syrup, etc.
No word as to when they’ll be open but I heard from someone down the street that they recently had a “tasting” and the reviews were very positive!
Miss Heather
To Whom It May Concern At 200 Franklin Street
If you are going to violate a Stop Work Order (and it is pretty clear that you are) could you be a little more discreet about it? I mean, having two cement trucks grinding away on the street is a little obvious. What’s more, your workers might want to take a little more care handling the stuff (READ: cement) coming out of said trucks. Blindly flinging a hose into a wheelbarrow might result in someone (READ: me) getting spritzed IN THE FACE, HAIR AND CHEST with cement.
See those little flecks on the above pair of sunglasses (which I happened to be wearing at the time of said incident)? That is your cement, dude. Had I not been wearing sunglasses that shit would have gotten in my eyes. Not only is this a woeful waste of construction material, but in some circles splattering cement in someone’s face would be considered RUDE.
Mind you the previous are all only suggestions. If you want to go for a third Stop Work Order (and I am increasingly of the impression you are), keep it up.
Now if you don’t mind, I’m off to take a bath and mull over calling 311.
Asshole.
Miss Heather
Boobification Photo du Jour: Nassau Avenue
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
Remember ladies: if your package weighs more than 13 ounces be sure to take it to the post office for proper handling. This public service announcement was brought to you courtesy of the United States Postal Service* and New York Shitty.
Miss Heather
*Not really, obviously.
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