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South Brooklyn Photo du Jour: No…
Filed under: Area 51
From West 9th Street.
Miss Heather
New York Shitty Hits Terrible Two!
As of today New York Shitty has been in effect for two whole years! To celebrate this most auspicious event, I will share cavalcade of colorful crap brought to my attention by none other than the proprietor of Brooklyn11211. He writes:
The Junior High school on South 3rd between Driggs and Roebling has a bunch of tagged poop (yellow, in that case).
Roebling is a wonderland of festively colored fecal matter! Read on and see for yourself.
This King Midas merde can be found between South 1st and South 2nd Street!
Here’s a pair of regal purple poops for your edification.
Just down the street there is this pink poo and its ghost (dogly) companion.
It’s beginning to look a lot like Shitmas!
As Crystal Gayle once sang:
Don’t you turn my brown eyes blue.
And last, but hardly least, my favorite.
I call this composition tree pit with peel and poop. Here’s a close-up.
Looks like the Easter Bunny left Williamsburg with much more than just Easter eggs last month!
Miss Heather
Greenpoint Photo du Jour: Reverse Psychology, Part II
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
For reasons I cannot exactly pinpoint, this marketing strategy is NOT having its desired effect on yours truly.
Miss Heather
P.S.: I think I will put Mr. Heather on a diet of these meat stuffs just to see if he ends up looking like this guy. I suspect all that will happen is he’ll get is a clogged colon, but hope springs eternal!
Brooklyn Photo du Jour: Martymania
Filed under: Area 51
It would appear that Carroll Gardens has caught Martymania!
Miss Heather
More Monologue Machines!
Filed under: Williamsburg
One thing that fascinates me about the 20-something generation is their love of cellular telephones. Scarcely does a day go by when I am not privy to the boring and occasionally sordid details of some stranger’s life while walking this borough’s streets. How the recipients of these calls manage to listen to this drivel is beyond me. Fortunately, several pay phones in Williamsburg have been retrofitted to alleviate this problem.
This telephone hails from the intersection of Roebling and North 8th Street.
As you can see someone was thoughtful enough to dismantle the receiver, but left the speaking component intact.
The same goes for this pay phone at Broadway and Marcy Avenue.
This is an ingenious set-up. Not only is the recipient spared the task of having to actually listen to what the caller has to say, but he (or she) is also able to chime in with the occasional “uh-uh”, “really?” or “you don’t say” to keep up appearances. Thus enabling him (or her) to multi-task while the talker rambles on and on— like cut his/her toenails (a popular act of personal hygiene to do in public, as I have learned), eat some lunch or make a call on his (or her) cell phone.
Miss Heather
Greenpoint Photo du Jour: Reverse Psychology, Part I
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
The author of this sign (which is located on Eckford Street) may very well have found the most cunning way to discourage would-be bikes thieves yet.
Ask them to take your bike.
Miss Heather
THIS WEEK: Poetry And PADL BATL
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
Yesterday I awoke with a nifty little head cold. Imagine that. It is spring and I get a fucking cold. So it goes. In any case, today’s offerings are going to be lite as it is difficult to type when one has to blow one’s nose every five minutes.
When I finally got my sniffling ass out of bed today I spied this item in my inbox from Dillon de Give. He writes:
Are you tired of the same old racket sports? Feel the need to trim those excess pounds now that the warm weather pretends to be here? Well luck is on the way. Hi my name is pingpong. You may remember me from such internationally famous tournaments as PADL BATL, PADL BATL 2, and PADL BATL 7.5. I’d like to tell you about
Pingpong. Wednesday nite!
Those of you who are interested in a little ping pong this evening should make your way to…
PADL BATL (8.0?)
129 Russell Street (across from McGolrick Park)
Brooklyn, New York 11222
The festivities begin at 6:30 p.m. and no R.S.V.P. is necessary.
Next up, East Coast Aliens will be hosting A Chair Burning Retrospective Friday, April 18, at 8:00 p.m. This event will celebrate the four years and more than 150 poets who’ve represented the Burning Chair Readings with a night of poetry and music from eight poets and two musical groups. Readers include Greenpoint’s very own Andrea Baker (Like Wind Loves a Window, Fence Books) Gawker’s Kreepie Kats creator Jim Behrle (She’s My Best Friend, Pressed Wafer), and director of the MFA program at the University of Massachusetts Amherst Dara Wier (Remants of Hannah, Wave Books).
Music will be performed by Walter Baker (the proprietor of Claank, which is just down the street from ECA), whose life is the focus of the soon-to-be-released documentary A Rubberband is an Unlikely Instrument, and the band the dreams [ of the congregation of details.
East Coast Aliens
216 Franklin Street
Brooklyn, New York 11222
Doors open at 7:30 p.m. and the suggested price of admission is $5.00.
Miss Heather
South Brooklyn Photo du Jour: Court Street Crapper
Filed under: Area 51
Patriotism or social commentary? Methinks it is supposed to be the former.
Miss Heather
Greenpoint Photo du Jour: Bedford Avenue
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
Why not have a little vodka while you wait?
Miss Heather
Williamsburg Photo du Jour: Bedford Avenue
Filed under: Williamsburg
From South 1st Street.
Miss Heather
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