New York Shitty Street Seating Du Jour: Ingenuity
Filed under: Advanced Life Forms, BAD ASS, Manhattan, New York City, Street Furniture
There is genius and then there is GENIUS. This creation (which hails from Spanish Harlem where I went on a photo walk with the immensely talented Steven R. Hazlett today) falls into the latter category.
The elegance of this arrangement is truly stunning: cantilevered seating courtesy of NYPD barricades. Initially these chaps couldn’t understand why I, some dotty 30-something Greenpointer, was so fascinated by their creation. Once I explained respectfully (and made it clear they would not be in the New York Daily News) they had plenty to say.
The gent on the right claimed credit for this creation— and stated that the NYPD gives him plenty of guff about it. He told yours truly they come by regularly and roust him from his “bench”. Because it is their property. He then pointed to a NYPD squad car across the street and exclaimed:
There they are. Can’t you see them hating me?!?
I can’t honestly say I did. See hating. Then again, I suspect the NYPD would refrain from “hating” on these guys while a white chick with a camera is talking to them. In any case, street seating of this caliber demands a serious New York Shitty salute. Here it is. This one’s for you!
Miss Heather
P.S.: I will be rounding out today’s postage with a slide show of highlights from my sojourn in Spanish Harlem. Stay tuned!
From The New York Shitty Photo Pool, Part II: Mickey Mauser
Yes I realize the firearm in question is NOT a Mauser. I just couldn’t help myself. This nifty find comes courtesy of Todd W. Shaffer.
Miss Heather
Now At The Production Lounge: Body Heat
Okay, I am a little behind the game on this one (apparently the first round came to pass last weekend) but when I saw these fliers at Save Rite Wine & Liquor I simply HAD to share the good news. Exactly what is “Body Heat”, you ask? The other side of this flier should clarify matters.
You can always leave it to our friends at the Production Lounge to keep things classy in the Garden Spot!
Miss Heather
Greenpoint Pay Phone Du Jour: Munchies
More often than not the Garden Spot’s public pay phones are a haven for empty with fifths of vodka, brandy and/or packs of cigarettes. So you can imagine my surprise when I spied this array of sensible snacks (replete with Hi-C!) at Greenpoint Avenue this afternoon. Could this be yet another sign of Greenpoint gentrification? I’ll let you, dear readers, make the call.
Miss Heather
Quicklink: Pistilli’s House Of Horrors
Filed under: 11101, 11222, Astoria, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic
I was recently contacted by a reporter from the New York Daily News. She was interested in writing a story about Pistilli Realty (which as some of you know own and manage the Astral Apartments). As some of you can probably imagine, I had a few things to say about them. Regrettably they did not make it to print. However, this story is definitely worth a read. Check it out!
Miss Heather
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