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Quicklink: Happy 65th Birthday Bay News!
To preface: I— for the sake of keeping my workload somewhat manageable— prefer to keep New York Shitty’s focus on things north Brooklyn and southwestern Queens. Today, as you can see, I am making an exception. I honestly do not know what to say about this, Sheepshead Bites’s very special birthday tribute to the Bay News, other than:
1. It is one of the funniest things I have read in a long time.
2. Their analysis is spot on.
Click here and read it for yourself. It is WELL worth the time!
Miss Heather
The Pulaski Bridge: Like No Other Place In The World
Filed under: 11101, 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Long Island City, Long Island City Queens, Newtown Creek
Today I learned via liQcity that Long Distance Voyager, a runner who operates a blog stationed in our fair city, has named the Pulaski Bridge as his “Bridge of the week”. Phil McCartney, this blog’s author, writes:
…Besides the Newtown Creek, the bridge also crosses over the entrance to the Queens-Midtown Tunnel. It provides a nice view of the Manhattan skyline as well…
It is rather breathtaking, isn’t? I found it hardly surprising that I was not the only person who saw fit to take a moment to savor this lovely sunset: a group of youths were busy taking photos on their i-Phones and a family of five paused to take notice as well. While largely unsung, the Pulaski (and the scenic vistas sports) inspires a great many people in a manifold number of ways. This I learned both firsthand and via a very nice lady named Christina. She had a most interesting tale to tell. It went more or less as follows.
They say there are different strokes for different folks.
In any case, shortly after Catherine and I parted company I had my very own special Pulaski Bridge experience.
What is important in the above photograph is what you are not seeing: this woman’s (as indicated by the red arrow) breasts which I can personally attest were a few seconds previously frolicking in the sunshine. Why she suddenly became modest at the prospect of a handful of pedestrians (as opposed to the borough of Manhattan: population ~2,000,000) getting a glimpse of her mams confuses me even two days later. Then again I have also never been greeted by someone with a belch. Which is what this woman did while reaching for her pack of smokes.
Congratulations, Pulaski. You’re one in a million!
Miss Heather
Found On Calyer Street: True Confession
If the above building looks familiar to you, here is why: I learned it was owned by my landlord after he had been shut down by the Department of Buildings, discovered this web site and elected to telephone me. Needless to say this was a bit awkward. But not as awkward as, say, having seventy pounds of fetid laundry in your apartment. Although I miss the purple aluminum siding, perhaps it “died” for a good cause? I suspect this person’s neighbors or roommates would say so. In closing I would like to advise the person responsible for this tome that am going to print out a copy of this and give it to my landlord lest he is need of anyone who is “good with a hammer”. His name is Nick lest you want to put his name on your dirty clothing.
Miss Heather
From The New York Shitty Photo Pool: Harvest
Filed under: 11211, 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
Six years after being planted the cherry tree at Red Gate Garden is bearing fruit! The above photograph documenting this most auspicious event comes courtesy of Miss Mousey Brown.
Miss Heather
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