New York Shitty Day Ender: Danny R.I.P.
As I mentioned previously earlier today the Mister and I visited the Newtown Creek Nature Walk. When we left we decided to walk down Provost Street— and in so doing stumbled upon the site of Greenpoint’s latest auto accident.
It was not easy to miss, as Danny’s friends and loved ones have erected a sizable, heartfelt memorial to his memory. In fact, two women were busy tidying it up when we walked by. I refrained from taking photographs out of respect for their privacy. Nonetheless I found the remnants of this terrible— and possibly preventable— end of a youth man’s life incredibly disquieting.
Aside from part of a respirator laying in the tree pit, part of a windshield and discarded medical equipment laid on the sidewalk. These grotesques can be found at the intersection of Provost and Huron Street lest anyone cares to see them— but I can think of very few people who would.
It should also be noted that this was not the first serious auto accident to come to pass at this intersection this year. As some of you might recall, there was an incident there back in June. That one involved a police pursuit.
In any case, my heartfelt condolences go out to Danny’s friends and family. Their tremendous outpouring of grief at the site of his death bears testament to how very much Danny was loved in life. May he rest in peace.
Miss Heather
Greenpoint Photos Du Jour: Something Neat
The Mister and I happened upon this earlier today as we were walking to the Newtown Creek Naturewalk (yes, this really is how we spend our “vacation”): a Hummer made of lotto tickets. Photographs hardly do this bad boy justice. Swing by 1079 Manhattan Avenue and see it for yourself!
Miss Heather
Viridian Advertising Campaign Goes For New, “Low Key” Look
Filed under: 11222
Inasmuch an I try (and I really do try) to avoid making ridiculing this property a cottage industry, the fact is they make it too damned easy to resist sometimes. Take the following for example:
Has the recession at long last impacted the Viridian’s advertising budget or has someone in our fair community decided to air his (or her) disgust with his glass-encased and very unfinished new neighbor?
It would appear the answer is “both”.
Miss Heather
Greenpoint Photo Du Jour: Hip Hop
Filed under: 11211, 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Street Art
Looks like someone on India Street has a taste for metal. Heavy metal, that is.
Miss Heather
A Selection Of Williamspoint Street Furniture
Filed under: 11211, 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Street Furniture, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
When I found this delightful item from Rheingold Room (entitled “Park Your TV”) not only did it give me a much needed chuckle but it also reminded me that it has been awhile since I have hit you with some of north Brooklyn’s finest street furniture. Follows is a selection of my favorite finds. Enjoy!
Blue velvet on North 6 Street.
The hanging coffee table of North 9 Street.
Sofa with benefits…
and parenting— interrupted— just off Kent Avenue.
Bath tub with black and white wicker on North 1 Street.
A sofa/sleeper combo from Metropolitan Avenue.
Squatter’s paradise on North 8 Street.
And to round out our ensemble a few images of Gay Paree from India Street!
Miss Heather
Crosstown Local Photo Du Jour: Yes, You Can!
Filed under: 11222, Crosstown Local, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic
From the Queens-bound platform at Nassau Avenue.
Miss Heather
From The New York Shitty Inbox: Greenpoint Open Studios
This item comes from frequent New York Shitty contributor and commenter Tony. He writes:
It’s long overdue. Greenpoint is finally having an Open Studios (for artists) at the end of September. I was hoping you could help get the word out, especially to artists in the hood who haven’t registered yet. It’s free. Weekend of Sept 26 & 27. Registration by Sept.11
Being a lover of the arts (and an artist in my own) right I am more than happy to pass this item along— and I agree with Tony: this IS long overdue. For more information on how you can participate in, volunteer for or sponsor this event click on the above image or email Greenpoint Open Studios at:
greenpointopenstudios (at) gmail (dot) com
Miss Heather
Who Was That Masked Man?
As you have probably noticed today’s offerings on New York Shitty have been delayed. This is because the last two evenings have been livelier than usual at Chez Shitty. No, the Mister and I are not trying to spice up our love life— unless, of course one considers a little pan-species voyeurism sweet. Which brings me to the rather blurry image at left. You will notice there are two greenish dots. Those are eyes. Who— or more accurately WHAT— do they belong to, you ask?
These peepers belong to a humble Procyon lotor, better known as the common raccoon. This little fella has made nocturnal visits to my bedroom window (which, should be noted, is located 9 inches away from where I lay my head to sleep) in the wee hours of the morning two nights in a row. The first night I damned near shit my pants when, upon being awakened at 3:00 a.m. in the morning by one of our cats raising holy hell, to find a little masked face staring at me. He (or she?) must have liked what he saw because last night he tried to get in. What’s more, he damn near succeeded.
The fun never stops in New York Shitty.
Miss Heather
From The New York Shitty Inbox: Shrooms
Filed under: 11211, 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
When I arrive home after an afternoon of knocking around the Bronx to find the following in my inbox (courtesy of A Perfect Bag), well, I simply must pass it along.
So this is what happens when I leave our fair burgh for a few paltry hours: ritualistic vegetable abuse! As some of you might recall something very similar to this happened a couple of years ago on Bedford Avenue. It would appear our perpetrator has since progressed from tomatoes to mushrooms. What’s next— chard? Potatoes? Rutabagas? Only time will tell. In any case no one cannot pin this one on me— I have an alibi!
Miss Heather
Photo/Discovery Credit: A Perfect Bag
New York Shitty Day Starter: Dog Days Of August
Filed under: 11206, 11222, Bushwick, East Williamsburg, East Williamsburg Brooklyn, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic
Grattan Street
Morgan Avenue
Manhattan Avenue
Miss Heather
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