New York Shitty Day Ender: Work In Progress
Looks like some new wall art is going up on McGuinness Boulevard. Per the gentleman I spoke to this evening it should be completed tomorrow!
Miss Heather
Reader Comment Of The Week: WNYC Transmitter “Playground”
d writes in regards to this post about Greenpoint’s public lavatories— or more accurately the lack thereof: Gross. And people think Transmitter is a dog run because of the chips, it’s not a dog run, yet people let their dogs poop in there and don’t clean it up. Now, I love dogs, but I haven’t forgotten last summer when the heel of my shoe ended up in poo.
The chips do lead to a certain ambiguity as to whom this park services: humans or canines. To my recollection the only place in our public parks are to be found are in the dog runs. If you go to the dog run at McCarren you’ll see it’s at least one full foot deep with the stuff. What I find curious is how this “interim” public space is “categorized”. Initially it was referred to as a park— but once it was pointed out that it did not meet the Parks Department’s own specifications of what constitutes a park it has been deemed a playground. Once again, this is curious given there is no equipment for children to play on/with so, as d has observed. It has been employed as a dog run. This would be fine and dandy (god only knows Greenpoint needs one) if people would be more considerate about scooping up their poop. It should be noted that in this respect the Parks Department has made their stance very clear.
Or have they? Let’s look more closely at the sign to the left.
Here’s the deal: there is no “designated area” to let one’s dog run without a leash— but it is not completely clear that dogs are not permitted to go off-leash either. It is not unreasonable to presume that the wood chips do lead some to believe this is a dog run. Then again, you’ll always have people who— for reasons only known to them— will not follow the rules. Case in point: consuming alcohol.
Here’s the deal: I personally don’t care if people imbibe in our parks— provided it does not pose a problem to the other users. Let’s face facts: we all know this is going on.
Rather, what I want to know is exactly what these people are doing? Staging a re-enactment of Cool Hand Luke’s infamous “50 eggs” sequence perhaps?
Oh wait, you need a permit to do that!
Miss Heather
Greenpoint Photo Du Jour: Art
This lovely lass can be found on Manhattan Avenue north of Ash Street.
Miss Heather
Anyone Up For A Block Party?
Although I suspect many of the people reading this tome are out of town or have sought an alternative venue to celebrate this nation’s birthday (because the fireworks are, once again, to be located on the Hudson River— thanks guys) some of you who care to keep your celebrating a bit more low key— and local— might be interested in this: tomorrow starting at 9:00 a.m. there will be a block party on Huron Street between Manhattan Avenue and Franklin Street. Check it out!
4th of July Block Party
July 4, 2010 9:00 a.m. – 8:00 p.m.
Huron Street between Manhattan Avenue and Franklin Street
Brooklyn, New York 11222
Miss Heather
UPDATE, July 4, 2010 1:00 p.m.: Not much is going on right now but some folks are in the process of setting up a pretty phat barbecue/buffet across the street from the Corner Frenzy.
Spotted Under The Pulaski Bridge: Seven Cents
When I saw this (which hails from Clay Street) from a distance I thought to myself:
Gee, someone has made a piece of art with resin and affixed it to this sign post. Neat!
Then I figured out what it was: a remnant of a Lucite be-glittered toilet seat. Not that this diminishes this find in any way, mind you: I found its placement rather appropriate. It does, however, beg the question as to where the rest of it went. If I had to hazard a guess I’d say it was smashed off in the hopes of recovering said pennies. God only knows stranger things have happened here.
Miss Heather
Reader Contribution Du Jour: Trashed
This lovely assortment of detritus (which includes a plunger!) comes courtesy of Tony who writes (in an email entitled “Trashed In Greenpoint Heights):
This place got totally trashed. Thought of you.
Thanks Tony!
Miss Heather
Urban Fur: A Cat For All Seasons
Filed under: 11222, Crazy Cat Lady, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Urban Fur
I have no word as to what this handsome chap’s name is but he can be found patrolling his place of employment: Four Seasons Discount on Manhattan Avenue.
Miss Heather
Something Neat
(Or, Does Anyone Have $26,500?)
This has nothing to do with north Brooklyn but quite frankly I think it is rather neat so here it is. The junk shop serves as a library of sorts for yours truly. This is especially true of old periodicals. I bring these home in bundles and read them before I go to bed. Last night in one such magazine (the July 1903 issue of The Worlds Work) I found a real estate listing for one of my favorite houses down Victorian Flatbush way.
The Mister did some calculating and per 2009 dollars this house’s asking price comes out to $662,4666.56. Nowadays this will maybe buy you a modest house here in the Garden Spot— but back then this was a rather handsome sum. I wonder what it is worth today?
In any case 107 years later it is still looking good!
Miss Heather
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