Urban Artifact: Feral Food Edition
Filed under: 11101, 11211, 11249, Long Island City, Long Island City Queens, Urban Artifact, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
Kent Avenue, September 19, 2013
Court Square, September 22, 2013
This reminds me of something I learned from my new friend Mario. While we were talking about the situation at his feral cat colony, I was being eaten alive by mosquitos. He noticed this and gave me some advice: tie a yellow onion to my belt and periodically squeeze it (so as to release the smell). Apparently these little monsters do not like this. I cannot say I have gotten up the gumption to try this yet— but who knows…
From The New York Shitty Photo Pool: Ironing Board
Filed under: 11101, Long Island City, Long Island City Queens, Subway, Wow, WTF
Just another day in our mass transit system, folks. Great find, eriadorian! He opines:
The most awesomest NYC photo I have taken! He used the ironing board to work on his drawings.
Long Island City Photos Du Jour: The Word On The Street
Filed under: 11101, Long Island City, Long Island City Queens, The Word On The Street
From 23rd Street.
New York Shitty Photos Du Jour: 5Pointz Selections
Taken August 23, 2013.
Long Island City Photo Du Jour: NYC Pride
Filed under: 11101, Long Island City, Long Island City Queens, New York City, Stuff That Makes Miss Heather Happy
As seen from Court Square. This is not a great photo— but it is a beautiful sight nonetheless!
Urban Artifact: 23rd Street
Filed under: 11101, Advanced Life Forms, Long Island City, Long Island City Queens, Stuff That Makes Miss Heather Happy, Urban Artifact, Wow, WTF
Me to the Mister* upon discovering this exotic and most unexpected item:
Behold, a sacred relic of the Cherohonkee tribe!
This one’s for you, Pa Heather.
*Who I would like take a moment to thank. Had there not been some, um, confusion between Queensbridge and Queensboro Plaza on his part— and I was not feeling like a bigger jackass than usual and decided to let him learn the hard way— we would not have needed to walk down this thoroughfare so as to catch the B62. I served as the Mister’s guide through this “uncharted territory”. Most of this was done in silence for reasons I think need no explanation—but I digress. Had we not walked down this street, we would not have happened upon this most exceptional urban artifact (which I have determined to be a “shamanistic shit stick” of the Cherohonkee tribe which is a member of the Trustifarian Nation).
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