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Bushwick Stuyvesant Street Art Du Jour: 100%
Filed under: 11206, Bed-Stuy, Bed-Stuy Brooklyn, Bushwick, Bushwick Brooklyn, Street Art
From Boradway Broadway.
Miss Heather
Crosstown Local Photo Du Jour: Spellbound
Filed under: 11206, 11211, Crosstown Local, Subway, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
This moment of excellence has been brought to you courtesy of the Queens-bound platform of the G train at Broadway. Given that the Metropolitan Transit Authority cannot master simple bookkeeping, I suppose it should come as no surprise they cannot spell either.*
Miss Heather
*To clarify/reiterate; this tile work is new. Or is it? Apparently this is a source of considerable debate. Richard writes:
Forgotten-NY.com claims this has been there since 1937: But there’s some debate about it:
http://gothamist.com/2009/02/09/subway_typo.php
Apparently the MTA made a makeshift taped-on correction that has disappeared.
Only the best for the Crosstown Local.
Happy St. Paddy’s Day From New York Shitty!
Eat, drink and be merry fellow Greenpointers! Everyone’s Irish on St. Patrick’s Day!
Miss Heather
New York Shitty Day Ender: Pre-Saint Paddy’s Day Special
Taken from the B62 bus on Manhattan Avenue.
Miss Heather
Urban Fur: Represent!
Brooklyn (yes, this is this lovely gal’s name) showed some good ol’ Greenpoint attitude this evening on West Street albeit, much to her person’s chagrin. This winsome bundle of dynamite in a wee package wasn’t aggressive (though she certainly made her presence known to a passing Weimaraner— and he was deferential). Rather, she was simply excited to be out and about on such a beautiful day. Can you blame her?
Miss Heather
Daily Bloomblight: Falling Down
Today’s selection hails from 32 India Street in the Garden Spot of the Universe.
Anyone familiar with this site can and will attest it has been problematic for some time. Not only has it become a magnet for garbage, vandalism and dog shit, but it also has the dubious distinction of being the location of the most truly remarkable carbecques yours truly has ever laid one eyes upon.
Earlier today this panel (replete with rusty nails sticking out at precarious and tetanus-inducing angles) was laying on the sidewalk. A good Samaritan has seen fit place it against the fence. Maybe it will help support its sagging brethren? I doubt it. In any case, I spied no less than two hearing notices tucked under the manifold number of expired permits gracing this eyesore.
Here’s one.
Here’s the other. There may have been more but they have since decayed beyond recognition.
This is your city government at work, folks!
Miss Heather
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