Greenpoint Photo du Jour: The Anti-Plate
This is what I beheld when I arrived at the junk shop today. It is a plate. With a hole in it. Hanging from a nail.
I don’t know why someone would do this. Then again, after dealing with a man haggling over a solitary “adult” playing card I have come to realize I do not know a great many things. This is turning out to be a very strange day.
Miss Heather
Greenpoint De-gentrification Watch: Six of Spades
Filed under: 11222, Advanced Life Forms, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic
Today I walked to the junk shop with a pervasive sense of dread. Larry da Junkman needed to run an errand and I was to preside over the establishment for a little while. This does not happen very often, but I have been “manager” there enough times to know something really weird will happen. This neighborhood’s more— how should we say— special denizens seem to have a sixth sense as to when I will be the ringleader of the circus that is 1001 Manhattan Avenue. Not unlike cicadas they spend most of their time in a dormant state. That, is until I am left to manage the store. Then it’s time to spring forth from their little chrysalises and herald the coming of Greenpoint glory to yours truly. Today was no exception.
Shortly after concluding a spirited debate about Greenpoint gentrification with my co-worker John (he said Greenpoint has lost its magic)Â and I (who vehemently disagreed) were greeted by a rather jovial old fellow. He asked John if he “worked here” and John said “yes”. That was easy enough; the stereo was playing bluegrass and everything seemed to be alright in the Garden Spot of the Universe. Seemed. Then this chap started tap dancing. Being amused (because it was amusing) we laughed and went back to work. And he went back to shopping.
It didn’t take this man (who I have named Mr. Six of Spades) long to find what he was looking for: a solitary nudie playing card. The six of spades. It was not a cutesy one like the one gracing this post. This one was of Russian origin and, um, more “explicit”. Someone had inscribed “To Max” on the back in ball point pen. He must have been a very special guy to deserve this.
How much this?
Mister Six asked. I, throwing etiquette aside, answered a question with a question:
You want to buy this playing card?
Mister Six answered to the affirmative and I called John over:
You’re a man, what’s the price for one naked lady playing card?
He gave me a WTF look and said:
Twenty five cents.
Mister Six rummages through his pocket and pulls out (I am not making this up): two pennies and a button. This was his “counter-offer”. I stood firm:
Listen, this card is 25 cents. That’s a bargain. We charge a dollar for the trumps.
With this, lo and behold, a crisp new dollar came out of his pocket! I made change and with a “god bless you” Mister Six of Spades was on his way to, I would presume, enjoy an evening of solitaire.
That, John…
I said pointing at the front door. He nodded.
…is why Greenpoint will NEVER be Park Slope.
We spent the next five minutes working in silence trying to comprehend what the fuck just happened.
Miss Heather
East Williamsburg Photo du Jour: SERJ
Filed under: 11206, 11237, Bushwick, East Williamsburg, East Williamsburg Brooklyn
From Stewart Avenue.
Miss Heather
Miss G Train…
Filed under: 11101, 11206, 11211, 11222, 11237, Bed-Stuy, Brooklyn, Clinton Hill, Crosstown Local, East Williamsburg, East Williamsburg Brooklyn, Ft. Greene, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Kensington, Long Island City, Navy Yard, Park Slope, Queens, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
it could be you!
Or not. The City Reliquary (who is hosting this contest) writes:
Come watch the crowning of our “Miss G Train†LIVE at the City Reliquary backyard, with refreshments and entertainment on Nov. 19th 7-10PM
*G*G*G*G*G*G*G*G*G*G*G*G*G*G*G*G*G*G*G*G*G*G*G*G*G* CONTESTANTS:
Thanks for your interest in entering the “Miss G Train Pageantâ€.In this contest, you can make up your own rules! Be creative in presenting yourself as the best candidate for “Miss G Trainâ€! Tell us what you think being “Miss G Train†is all about, and why you fit that description to a “Gâ€.
Please email your description along with a PHOTO to: missgtrain (at) cityreliquary (dot) org by Monday Nov. 16th for consideration.
Include a phone number we can reach you at prior to the competition. There is no minimum or maximum word count for your descriptive entry. Your descriptive entry will be read to the audience and judges during the pageant. Use your written statement to tell everyone why you should be wearing the sash on stage that night! (Portions of your submission may be used for media requests, but all personal information will remain private.)
Costume choice is up to you at the big event, and will be considered as part of your presentation. Ballroom Gown, Hipster Vogue, Commuter Chic, its up to YOU! Also, consider submitting some choice music to accompany your runway walk (you can bring an iPod cued to your music or send a request to our DJ in advance). You are in charge of your overall presentation, and the right soundtrack may just convince our celebrity judges that YOU make the best candidate!
FINALISTS will be informed of their status by 12:00 noon on Thursday Nov 19th.
Email in advance for any additional questions and GOOD LUCK, competition is RUNNING ON or close to ON SCHEDULE!*
Given the City Reliquary’s choice of “cover girl” for their solicitation I have to wonder what demographic they’re appealing to: nubile, newbie hotties/slummers or hardcore Crosstowners? I think Miss G train should sport the qualities of the subway line she will represent:
- Highly erratic
- Dysfunctional
- Capricious
- Weird
- Four cars short of a load
- And, on occasion, downright GROSS
Get busy fellow G trainers— and you know who you are!
Miss Heather
*Does this mean if I submit my entry a day late it will count?
P.S.: What about about a Mr. Crosstown Local? I can think of a number of candidates offhand— none of whom you would want to see naked. Methinks I’ll have to make this happen!
What’s Up At The Place Known Formerly As The Greenpoint Hotel
Filed under: 11222, Criminal Activity, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Vinyl Siding
As I mentioned previously, the weather was such that I had to find alternative means of entertaining myself and/or news gathering. First on my agenda (after working) was visiting Emi at Dog Habitat. I quickly rushed home, took a shower and ran off to my next engagement: Community Board 1’s Human Services (Shelter, Social Services, Aging, Disability Concerns, Health) Committee meeting.
This might not seem like the typical person’s idea of how to spend a Thursday night. Given the dismal turn-out— only two committee members were present— I’d say this is a fair assessment. But then again, I am not typical. I’m a weirdo (hence why I live in Greenpoint: I feel at home). What’s more, my mission had a purpose: the new owner of the Greenpoint Hotel was slated to speak. And speak he did. I was all ears (and some mouth).
Follows a general outline of the proceedings (NOTE: some of the following content is redundant to what I have posted already. By omitting it the natural “flow” of the discussion would be lost— so I kept it) :
INTRODUCTION
First Mr. Deutchman introduced himself, made mention that he owns and operates a number of SROs in the city and gave a background as to how he acquired the property:
- He bought the property from the bank (foreclosure or seizure?) at the U.S. Attorney’s Office and D.E.A.’s discretion.
- He was the fifth bidder. The previous four bidders were rejected.
- He paid $3.5 million dollars for the property.
- This includes the laundromat next door (which can be seen above).
INITIAL FINDINGS/CHANGES
- This facility (I can honestly find no other word to describe this hodgepodge of buildings) sports 200 rooms. Just rooms. All plumbing (READ: bathrooms, sinks, etc.) is communal.
- The parcel in its entirety is 55,000 square feet.
- Although Mr. Deutchman was promised there would be 75 residents at signing. There were, in fact, 120 occupied rooms. This number has since been brought down to 80. (I will go into how later.)
- At the time of purchase this building had 300 open violations, this has since been brought down to 8.
- All structural remedies have been made, what is lacking is a “Certificate of Fitness”.
- A fire consultant has been hired to help this complex become fire code complaint.
- The exterior has been given a total overhaul. Including a healthy dose of Greenpoint’s personal panache/panacea of choice: aluminum siding!
Inasmuch as some of you might find what I am about to write hard to believe, it is the truth: this is a big improvement. But back to the subject.
OTHER CHANGES/DEVELOPMENTS
- The only entrance to this building is on Manhattan Avenue. The fire exits are now self-closing and have alarms (so as to preclude people from using them in cases other than an emergency).
- Visitors are required to present valid ID to visit.
- The party being visited must meet the person in the lobby and take him (or her) back to his room.
- Fire safety directors have been hired.
- A web-based security system has been installed. It should be entirely “up and running” soon.
- The laundromat will stay. Mr. Deutchman is interested in expanding it to a full-service facility that will offer dry-cleaning.
TENANTS (Current)
As you can imagine, questions and concerns arose as to how current tenants are being handled. Here’s his answer:
- Upon taking possession of the property Mr. Deutchman posted notices stating he was tendering the rent roll over the the NYPD to review for unregistered sex offenders and parole-skippers.
- Some have been “bought out” through negotiation between his layer and MFY, a legal service.
- Some will be evicted for non-payment of rent. Apparently a number of tenants having (and understandably) grown tired of the squalid conditions in this building decided to quit paying rent and this was upheld in housing court. Now that the repairs have been made (which is what Mr. Deutchman purports), collecting rent from some of them has proved to be problematic.
- Mr. Deutchman has reached out to various social service agencies (the Veterans Administration among them) to help rehouse them.
- Mr. Deutchman faces paying $500,000 in rental over-charge payments to current tenants because (hang with me here, this gets interesting)…
- Any tenant who lives in a SRO more than 28 days becomes a rent-stabilized tenant, e.g.; someone who moves in paying $215 a month after 28 days will continue paying $215 a month until the rent can be legally raised. Per the rules and regulations as established by the DHCR. Division of Housing Renewal & Control.
- Per Mr. Deutchman a number of the previous owners violated the law and charged rents that were above the allowable legal limit.
And, I suspect, Mr. Deutchman’s predecessors did other things to circumvent the law. Some of the old(ish) timers reading this might remember Sammy. He was a local celebrity of sorts. If my memory serves me correctly he was once featured in the Village Voice— or was it the NYPress? I forget which. In any case, the article in question made light of Sammy’s Solomon-like wisdom when dealing with a dispute over an objet d’art (READ: cheap piece of ceramic crap) at the Salvation Army (where he worked). Two women argued vociferously over who had found the item in question first. After hearing their arguments Sammy rendered his verdict: he dropped said object onto the floor, thus rendering it into numerous pieces the two women could split amongst themselves. Problem solved.
Despite what the previous anecdote might suggest Sammy had a big heart. We were friends and it broke my heart when I heard he died (of a heart attack— he was only 51 years old). Sammy was a resident of the Greenpoint Hotel. One of the things he mentioned (mind you, this was back in 2001 or 2002) was their modus operandi of having the tenants stay there for three weeks (21 days), then stay somewhere else for one, only to return for another three weeks (repeat cycle). As crazy as Sammy’s story sounded at the time given what Mr. Deutchman said it makes sense. Sammy hated living there— as have others I know. Some food for thought— now back to my “minutes”.
TENANTS (Future)
The question was raised by the chair as to why Mr. Deutchman didn’t want to operate a proper hotel. I for one found this query amusing given the number of nondos which have been employed for such a purpose. Albeit, illegally. Mr. Deutchman made it known:
- He does not want to run a hotel.
- He wants to operate a SRO…
- along the lines of an “assisted living facility” or “supported housing”:, e.g.; an adult home…
- with the cooperation/oversight of an organization (such as the Veterans Administration, to use an example)
- to this end he has filed RFPs (request for proposals).
- As he reiterated will be the landlord, and they will administrate day-to-day stuff.
- In the meantime he wants to vacate the building entirely of tenants and start anew. When asked by the committee chair how long this might take Mr. Deutchman said three years.
THE FUTURE OF 1109-1113 MANHATTAN AVENUE
The committee chair asked the $64,000 question: given you have purchased such a large parcel of property, why not develop it?
Mr. Deutchman replied that at some point he would like to build “market-rate” housing on the site. “16 units” (which I would deduce to be 16 floors, I haven’t done the “math” but a footprint that big could plausibly be employed). In any case the chair, did and offered (as a fellow landlord) advise he go higher. Yup.
New York Shitty analysis:
- Mr. Deutchman has a contingency plan.
- He will develop this property. This is a given.
- He will employ it as an SRO in the interim— or given the time line he provided— skip this step and go to point #2.
- I am not against an SRO on this property provided it is well managed and maintained. I take a much broader view of “affordable housing” than many in my community do. In my world view an allocation of X units to be sold to families earning $45,000 or less in a tower does not constitute affordable housing. What I want to see (and what the market here really needs) are affordable RENTAL units, be they two bedrooms, one bedrooms, studio apartments or SROs. If the tenants of this hypothetical SRO are long-term residents, as opposed to transients (which seems to have been the prevailing trend at the “Greenpoint Hotel”) and/or a co-educational college dormitory (which is pretty much what the Northside of Williamsburg has become and what the Marzili Hostel was) methinks they’ll become part of the community and be (for the most part) good neighbors.
- Sooner or later we’re going to see something big at the corner of Clay Street and Manhattan Avenue.
My feelings are mixed. On the one hand, I hate towers. On the other, I do have to acknowledge that Mr. Deutchman has made numerous improvements to the place formerly known as the Greenpoint Hotel. Inside and out. The lobby is painted in cheerful (a term I never thought I would attribute to this establishment) hues of bright green and orange. It needs to be seen in person to truly be believed. The regular visitations by the police and fire department have abated— or at least subsided substantially.* Which brings me back to one thing Mr. Deutchman mentioned repeatedly: a desire for the NYPD canvass the area and the building proper.
On that note, the next and last 94th Precinct Community Council Meeting for the year will be this upcoming Monday, November 16. Given the wife of a good friend of mine was almost mugged on Roebling and North 8 Street earlier this week (at 7:00 p.m.) I am certain it will be interesting.**
Miss Heather
P.S.: This post is dedicated to the Human Services Committee Member who asked how my raccoon problem was going. I assured him it has stopped. THANK GOD. I’m genuinely sorry your friend in Little Neck got bit and had to go through a series of rabies shots. All nine of them. That sucks. Big time.
*If you care to dispute this please tender your observations via comments or email them via my “tips” page.
**Here’s his account:
Last night was parent teacher night at my two son’s school. Since my wife is a teacher she like to go to meet his teachers since I pick up my kids and drop them off everyday. As she was heading out she told me that her girlfriend who I believed she would be walking with had an earlier appointment and she would be going alone.
I got a bad felling and I actually asked her to take the car the seven blocks we normally walk. I did not want her walking under the BQE alone, even though it was only a little before seven pm. She said no and reminded me how hard it is to park by the school. She assured me she would be careful. The phone rang a little after eight and I answered the phone. It was my wife. She was screaming for me to run down the block because two men had just attempted to rob her. I ran out of my house to see my wife coming up our block crying and screaming. I got her inside and she explained that she had decided to walk up North 8th street instead of north 7th because it was closer to the church and better lit. As she walked up North 8th toward Roebling she was on her old, not fancy cell phone talking to her mother. Two men walked by her. Something told her to look back a few seconds later and she saw the two men closing in on her. They told her to give them everything she had. She started to scream at the top of her lungs. Police, I am being robbed, Police over and over. The two men ran away and my wife then called me and ran the block and a half to our home. We immediately called 911 and then the 94th to report what happened. A car came about a half hour later. The officers took a description of the two but did not fill out any paperwork and left. Although my wife was lucky no physical harm occurred and nothing was taken, I fear that this violation of trust that she now fears walking in our community at night is going to be difficult to overcome. I also am angry that these men are lurking in our community and probably found someone else to rob and will do it again. I also thought about my wife’s mother who is in her seventies and had to hear her daughter screaming over a cell phone not being able to help her. I have been complaining for the last two years that things are not so swell in Williamsburg. I should have went with my gut last night. I will have to live with that decision but I am happy my wife is physically safe. Be careful out there.
New York Shitty Day Ender: Beautification, Greenpoint Style
Even on a dreary day such as this I cannot but help but smile when I walk by this house (which is located in Dupont Street). It just keeps getting better and better!
Miss Heather
North Greenpoint Bodega Watch
I shared the good news about this, what will be the only 24 hour bodega north of India Street last month. In that post I wrote:
…When will it open, you ask? I do not know— but I am going to keep swinging by until I can find someone to ask!
Today I found out. Per the owner (who was busy overseeing the installation of shelving and refrigeration units) the Mini Mart Deli Grocery will be open in “10 to 15 days”. That’s not too far off, folks. From what I saw he is already stocking up on nonperishable sundries and has had a menu drawn up outlining what food stuffs will be made to order. Think the usual fare: egg sandwiches, bagels and the like.
Mini Mart Deli Grocery
Opening Date: late November/early December
1068 Manhattan Avenue
Brooklyn, New York 11222
Although my enthusiasm about this establishment has not been shared by some, I for one will be delighted with not having to schlep to India Street in the dead of winter for a package of maxipads. It’s the little things which make life worth living.
Miss Heather
Some Sunshine On a Crappy Day: Emi
Today after having my umbrella rent asunder no less than FIVE TIMES by the wind while taking a walk I realized I was going to have to find another means of entertaining myself. The interwebs were out— I spend enough time on them already. So I swung by Dog Habitat to see how their newest rescue, Emi, was faring. She had just completed her final round of medications, was one day of out quarantine and, as you will see, was rearing to go!
Per Rob Maher (who was kind enough to let me shoot the above footage and give a general run-down about Emi), she has a basic knowledge of commands such as sit, stay, and so forth. Emi wasn’t very interested in displaying her new-found knowledge when I visited her— but can you blame her? After being isolated which would you choose: obeying commands or playing with a nifty squeak toy in Unleash Brooklyn’s rumpus room?
The answer (if you are Emi, anyway) is obvious!
Anyone who is interested in meeting Miss Emi and giving her a forever home should contact the guys (and gals) of Dog Habitat via email at: rescue (at) doghabitat (dot) com.
Miss Heather
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