The Word On The Street, Part II: A Classon Avenue PSA
Filed under: 11238, Bed-Stuy, Bed-Stuy Brooklyn, Stuff That Makes Miss Heather Happy, The Word On The Street
I have said it many, many times before and I will do so here and now once again: I have a very special place in my heart for wiseasses.
(Taken April 25, 2015.)
The Word On The Street, Part II: Classon Avenue
Filed under: 11205, Clinton Hill, Clinton Hill Brooklyn, Hooliganism, The Word On The Street
Taken March 30, 2015.
Urban Artifact: SWAK
Taken March 30, 2015.
A Trip Down Dog Shit Row
A recurring theme brought up at Bob’s memorial last week was how the Internet can bring like-minded people together. This was certainly the case after the service: at long last I finally had the opportunity to meet the brains behind some of my favorite blogs*. We were present that Saturday afternoon for one reason: to celebrate Bob’s life and work as yes, grieve.
Thankfully not all web comradeship is so serious in nature. Take my friend Yotidadnmom, for example. He first entered my life via an email entitled how’s this for shitty, took it with my cell phone, sorry for the poor quality. Attached was one of the most revolting and substantial bowel movements I have ever seen (Caution: click the previous link at your own risk). After regaining my composure (and lunch) I replied as follows:
Looks like someone needs to eat more fiber. Where, may I ask, did you find this?
To wit he replied:
I’m a construction worker who does station rehabs for the MTA i find shit on walls columns, tunnels etc etc .. i’ll send u pics of shit as i find em…
Impressed and intrigued I wrote back:
Man, I bet you see all sorts of crazy shit. Thanks!
u have no idea .. big shit , small shit , smelly shit , rat shit, people shit , soft shit ,hard shit ….god i work in a world of shit
he replied. The previous dialog came to pass in May of 2008 and ever since I will occasionally find some new piece of “treasure” my intrepid turd enthusiast has found for my edification waiting for me in my inbox. Usually first thing in the morning over my first cup of coffee.
This week, mercifully enough, my Internet friend did not send me a jpg. Rather, he sent me a solitary link in an email entitled Thought of You. Curious to see what my brother in bowel movements had discovered, I pointed and clicked my way over to Brooklynian. Here is what I found:
Now I have seen a lot of shitty sidewalks in my day. For this reason I have a certain amount of cynicism when someone calls this (or her) block in this case St. Mark’s Avenue between Grand and Classon Avenue, “Dog Shit Row”. Wishing to see how shitty this street really was I dusted off my Metrocard and checked it out for myself. Follows is what I found. Enjoy!
Is this the shittiest block I have ever seen? Not by a long shot. Nonetheless I’d be very mindful of where I step if I were you!
Miss Heather
*Like Best View In Brooklyn, for example. And while I am on the subejct I’d like to thank Nicole Davis of Brooklyn Based for the amazing work she did on this event— she was sort of overlooked at the service. Great job!
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