From The New York Shitty Inbox: The Production Lounge Gets Served
This item comes courtesy of a chap named Matt who writes:
Thought you’d enjoy this. It was posted on the door of the Production Lounge the other day.
New York Shitty Slide Show Du Jour: Bushwick Selections
Without further ado here is a slide show of highlights from yesterday’s Forgotten New York tour of Bushwick. Enjoy!
Miss Heather
P.S.: You can view this slide show in larger format by clicking here.
From The New York Shitty Photo Pool: Ghana!
This bit of World Cup mirth was captured by Carnade at Flatbush’s Meytex Cafe.
Miss Heather
East Williamsburg Street Art Du Jour: Stikman
Filed under: 11206, 11237, Bushwick, Bushwick Brooklyn, East Williamsburg, East Williamsburg Brooklyn, Street Art
From Vandervoort Place.
Miss Heather
New York Shitty Day Starter: Hey, Ho, Let’s Grow!
Filed under: 11222, Crosstown Local, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic
Lest yesterday’s “Day Ender” did not make it clear: G trainers are not a happy lot. There’s a special magic that comes with a “gentrifying” community that is highly educated, under (if employed at all) and pissed off—- waiting for the G train. I recently likened the Crosstown Local to a penitentiary to a friend of mine. I said it was a place where one is forced to contemplate life.
Or in this case, alternatives.
Miss Heather
New York Shitty Day Ender: Absolutly Zero Proof(read)
Filed under: 11222, Crosstown Local, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic
Today as I was shutter-bugging during Forgotten New York’s tour of Bushwick a gentleman apologized to me for walking in front of my lens.
I wouldn’t want to interfere with Miss Heather taking pictures.
He said. After getting over the initial shock of being “recognized” I replied:
Don’t apologize at all. I’m patient. I can wait.
I mention this anecdote because I have been patiently waiting for my fellow Garden Spotters to tender their two cents on one of the many Absolut Brooklyn subway posters gracing the Crosstown Local.
Today my waiting came to an end. And, quite frankly, I was impressed. Given the high esteem and expectations I have of my fellow Greenpointers this is noteworthy.
What first caught my eye was the giant penis inscribed upon the above gent with chiseled pecs walking his bull dog. That, in turn, drew my attention to this.
Follows are the street numbers for the above depicted (and to reiterate: adjacent) row houses.
400
387
I have on occasion seen street numbers “jump” but I have never to my recollection seen odd and even numbered houses on the same side of the street. Although I had my suspicions I decided to consult the expert; after the Forgotten-NY tour of Bushwick (and dinner) I took Kevin Walsh on a tour of the Queens-bound platform of the Crosstown Local at Metropolitan Avenue. I pointed out to him my eagle-eyed (and anonymous) neighbor’s discovery. Kevin concurred: odd and even-numbered houses are not adjacent to each other.
So there have you. It would appear that this idyllic block only exists in the world of Photoshop, not reality. (As if the attractive, young people gracing this advertisement were not sufficient evidence. People sit on stoops and walk their dogs in Greenpoint. Some gents here, in fact, have moobs— but they are not the result of hitting the gym.). One would think Absolut Brooklyn, which not only had the money to thoroughly inundate our subway system with these advertisements, sponsor Brooklyn Blogfest V and give out swag in return for blog posts would hire an ad agency that would notice this kind of thing. I guess not. Maybe next time they should hire this anonymous Greenpointer— or Kevin— as a consultant?
Miss Heather
Bushwick Photos Du Jour: She’s A Knockout
As some of you are probably aware today was the day that Forgotten New York’s Bushwick tour came to pass. Yours truly attended. I had a lot of fun watching Kevin do what he does best! Follows is something that, while not on the itinerary, merits scrutiny. It is in my humble opinion one of the best rides in north Brooklyn— and possibly the entire city. This is saying quite a lot given the automobile in question is a Toyota Corolla. Words cannot describe it. Thankfully I had my camera on me. Coming at you from Menahan Street in living color— and without further ado— here it is.
Yes, those are little boxing gloves concealing this woman’s nipples.
I will be uploading photos from today’s sojourn this evening so stay tuned!
Miss Heather
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