New York Shitty Day Ender: Prince Charming
Filed under: 11211, Stuff That Makes Miss Heather Happy, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
When I saw the above carriage on Bedford Avenue this afternoon I could not resist photographing it. There was something about its placement I found compelling— and it got me to thinking:
Exactly what would a north Brooklyn fairy godmother use to make a carriage? It’s not exactly like pumpkins are in ample supply.
Well, dear readers, I am still mulling over this question (a 40 ounce bottle of Pabst Blue Ribbon or Zwyiec, perhaps?)— but methinks I know what a modern day 11211 Prince Charming looks like if/when he comes to call. In fact, I found him just around the corner!
Miss Heather: Those MTA cut-backs are a real bitch, aren’t they?
My Prince Charming:
Yeah, now they have to wheel me down the street!
Welcome to the Cinderella story of the 21st century, ladies. It is most decidedly not for the weak.
Miss Heather
From The North Brooklyn Community Group: Mayhem At The Feast?
I have made mention on occasion of the Unofficial Community Board 1 Yahoo Group. Well, in the interest of disambiguation (READ: making it understood once and for all that this forum is quite unofficial) its name has since been changed to the North Brooklyn Community Group. It has been awhile since I have checked out what was cooking in this forum so this morning I gave it a look-see— and found the following pot-boiler of a item. I have taken the liberty of bold-facing my favorite passages.
Spent a few hours at the feast at Our Lady of Mount Carmel this evening. First, observed parents putting their children on the inflatable Batman slide and ignoring the fact that they had to pay the attendant 3 tickets for the privilege. Later, observed a kid, couldn’t be more than 3 or 4, bullying a kid, similar age, sitting behind him in a race car ride. While mom did correct him when he started telling the other child to “stop playing with the steering wheel!” She did nothing when her child turned around and put his arm on the other child’s steering wheel to physically prevent the child from playing with the steering wheel. Third, observed one too many men blowing cigar smoke into crowds of children. Mayor Bloomberg, can you ban smoking at carnivals too?
Icing on the cake, observed a mother say “excuse me” to a guy so she could retrieve her child from a ride. The guy starts to move over, changes his mind, blocks her path and tells her “my child is getting off too!” The woman tells him that the attendant is releasing children from the car her child is sitting in and the guy, now acting like an ignorant jerk, keeps arguing with the woman who is simply trying to get her preschooler safely away from a crowded ride. What is wrong with everyone? This is a church function yet we have gotten so selfish that even a night at a carnival has to be marred by such foolishness? I grew up going to this feast and have fond memories of my childhood there. It’s a shame it cannot be the same for my children. Moses should return to throw the tablets at these Pagans!
Needless to say yours truly had to witness this debauchery firsthand. To this end I attended “the feast” this afternoon with a few friends.
Merry-makers were noted.
No sign of disorderly conduct here.
The presence of cigars was noted.
Children were observed. No trouble here.
The Batman slide was eerily vacant. All in all, yours truly found all of the fun I was having kind of dull so my research team decided to grab a beer.*
The person who seemed to be having the most fun was this guy. He must have stared at this Pepsi can at least five minutes.
Miss Heather
*And were served by the Chairman of Community Board 1’s Parks Committee himself!
Greenpoint Photo du Jour: Bushwick Inlet
Filed under: 11211, 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
Taken July 10, 2011.
Miss Heather
From The New York Shitty Photo Pool: Bronx Riviera
This wonderful shot comes courtesy of charles le brigand and is part of his latest photo essay about Orchard Beach. Check it out!
Miss Heather
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