Greenpoint
Lorven Pharmacy
Culture on the Cheap
Greenwick Photos Du Jour: More Urban Fur
Meserole Street
Maspeth Avenue
North 12 Street
Norman Avenue*
Manhattan Avenue
Franklin Street
Miss Heather
*This lovely photograph comes courtesy of Mugsniffer. He knows premium pussy when he sees it!
Reader Submission Du Jour: White People
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
Ashley writes (in an email entitled “From the corner of Driggs and Leonard”):
Couldn’t resist sending you this one… have you seen it?
I must confess that no, I have not in fact seen this. However, it does remind me of something I saw recently on Keap Street.
WORD. WEIRD.
Miss Heather
New York Shitty Day Ender: The Science Of Street Seating
From 46th Road, Long Island City.
Miss Heather
Long Island City Photos Du Jour: Before & After
If you’re out there reading this Karl Fischer…
The cool old power station in Long Island City you rendered into a steaming pile of Buck Rogers-esque of Post Modern crap (which you purportedly take much pride in)…
has been duly memorialized for posterity at 50th Avenue. Why not swing by and check it out?
It shouldn’t be very difficult to find.
Miss Heather
Happenings At 978 Lorimer Street
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
There has been a lot of speculation about this converted storefront (whose address is 978 Lorimer Street but is actually located on Norman Avenue). Yesterday, after spying a recently-installed hood vent I asked the gentleman what was going on. He was more than happy to take a break from from his work and oblige. Here’s the scoop:
- The left-hand storefront will house a catering establishment which will serve box lunches.
- The right-hand storefront will be a coffee shop.
So there have you. While they still have a ways to go I will prognosticate that this will be a most welcome development for many a Greenpointer’s morning commute.
Miss Heather
The Pencil Factory Lofts Get A Very Greenpoint Welcome
I am certain a number of you (like the gentleman above) have noticed the new sales office for the Pencil Factory Lofts on Franklin Street. I know I have; I have been watching it manifest with rapt interest for the last three weeks.
I am pleased to announce as of last weekend (and perhaps a tad earlier) it is open for business on Franklin Street! A number of things interest me about this development. Purchasing one of said “lofts” is not one of them. I neither have the means of affording one nor do I have the desire to co-habitate with their target clientele base (which, from what I can deduce is affluent 20-somethings and 50-something men with 30-something trophy wives). It’s nothing personal; I am certain a number of the previous people are perfectly nice. Rather, it is a matter of class: I have none. Which brings me to this.
I understand (especially given the current state of the economy) that the wizards behind the Pencil Factory Lofts want to move as many units as possible. It is also very obvious that 122 West Street (as seen at the beginning of this post) is nowhere near completion. This requires that a sales office be located elsewhere. I suppose 131-135 Franklin Street is a nice enough building, but the overflowing garbage cans and detritus which perennially grace the front of this edifice do not strike me as putting a good “face” on their organization. Quite to the contrary: aside from being an eyesore the above tableau highlights the stark difference between the lives of the people actually live in Greenpoint and that of the kind of people businesses like The Pencil Factory Lofts want to live here.
The inequity of this (which is all too pervasive nowadays) has been nagging at me for sometime. And I’ll be perfectly frank: it makes me angry. Yesterday as I walked down West Street I learned I am not alone.
It would appear that 122 West Street has received a little “added value”. Somehow I do not think this was what the architect had in mind when he filed plans with the Department of Buildings.
Talk about your genuine, gritty “urban” experience. It doesn’t get much more authentic than this.
Or this.
Or this.
Now that I think about it maybe having a sales office at 135 Franklin Street (which is a healthy distance from the above hilarity) isn’t such a bad idea after all.
Miss Heather
A Very Special Dung of The Day
(Or: Queens Crap)
My buddy over at Queens Crap (who was kind enough to send me this lovely find) opines:
My initial reaction–sort of round, shiny pellets of roughly medium-blueberry size–is rabbit. It doesn’t look like carnivore–raccoons, et al produce something that looks like cat crap, which is something that you’re all too familiar with. It’s not goose, which looks kind of like soggy, greenish Tater Tots.
And with that sidewalk and fence shadow suggesting an urban area, the color, and my impression of size, it’s not deer.
So, rabbit leads for now.
Indeed. It looks like the Easter bunny came early over in Maspeth!*
Miss Heather
P.S.: Special thanks goes out to my buddy Crappy for sharing this find. We make a great turd tag team!
*And Bushwick too for that matter.
Greenwick Photos Du Jour: The Word On The Street
Lorimer Street
Norman Avenue
Jewel Street
Meeker Avenue
Vandervoort Avenue
Powers Street
Grand Street
Meserole Street
White Street
Cook Street
Miss Heather
A Greenpoint Blind Item: Partying Like It’s 1959
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
This item comes from an anonymous tipster and although it will probably be a slam dunk for most of you my inner feminist demands I publish it here:
Which Greenpoint watering hole reduced one of its female bartender’s hours back to one shift a week after she refused to wear a bikini while slinging drinks Thursday night?
In 2009 we put a black man in the White House and yet expecting a woman to trot around in a bikini while serving drinks is considered a perfectly acceptable job requirement for one business establishment in the Garden Spot. Could someone please explain this to me?
Miss Heather
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