LAST GASP: WTF
The above product was brought to my attention by a chap named Jan. In an email entitled “from the no, no NO STOP IT department”: he writes:
One of the guys in marketing at work received a package from this company today, and I couldn’t believe they make and sell this kind of stuff… I was drinking a lukewarm caffeinated beverage when I first saw this, and almost sprayed a manager’s laptop.
Oh, but they do! My questions are as follows: is there is a demand for this product and why?
Miss Heather
From The New York Shitty Photo Pool: Bushwick Inlet
Filed under: 11211, 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
Taken by Miss Mousey Brown.
Miss Heather
New York Shitty Slide Show du Jour: Be It Ever So Humble…
Ever since the Mister and I learned why there are eight campers gracing the Garden Spot’s waterfront we have not been able to get it out of our collective minds. Finally we capitulated this afternoon and paid this ad hoc trailer park a visit. Good news: the number of campers is holding steady at eight. Bad news: one shows sign of, um, habitation. Enjoy!
Miss Heather
East Williamsburg Photos du Jour: Chirp!
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From Graham Avenue.
Miss Heather
Quicklink: Trailer Trash!
Filed under: 11206, 11222, Bloomblight, Culture War, East Williamsburg, East Williamsburg Brooklyn, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic
Those of you, gentle Greenpoint readers, who have been wondering (as I have) why there are (at last count) eight trailers gracing our waterfront your search is over: Aaron Short of The Brooklyn Paper has the answer! And man oh Manischewitz is it a doozy. Follows is a teaser from his tome:
…About 25 plaid-clad pastorals hitched their trailers to a dream in a former nut-roasting factory on Meserole Street in 2009 — paying a mere $600 a month for rent and utilities.
The collective’s creatives were drawn to the vehicle village’s video editing and painting studios, wood and ceramic shops, free-range chicken farm, fish pond, and of course, the BBQ.
But the complaints of neighbors who didn’t understand country living — and disliked the smell of propane — forced the trailers to move to a back yard leased by Kings near Waterbury Street…
Oh, it gets better alright…
Reading is believing, folks.
UPDATE, 4:51 p.m.: Yours truly and the Mister went to India Street to check in on our trailer park with a view. It would appear one of these campers has been commandeered by our local vagrants. Mere breaking and entry or a cutting edge counter-proposal to the homeless shelter slated for 400 McGuinness Boulevard? I’ll let you, dear readers, make the call!
Miss Heather
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