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Subway Video Du Jour: The G Train Strut
As mentioned in this post, the Mister and I ventured to Long Island City for dinner last weekend. It was delicious (La Vuelta has yet to disappoint). But as with all things in life— be they good or bad— our evening came to an end. We needed to go home. This of course entailed taking the Crosstown Local. The G train. The “Gee, where is it”? The “Go nowhere” train. Call it what thou whilst.
Unlike many I do not take issue with the Crosstown’s lack of punctuality. In fact I am grateful for it’s zen-like service as it has worked wonders for taming my Type A personality. I was once an impatient and impetuous public transportation novice but the Jedi masters behind this line have seen fit to teach me a most valuable gift: patience. I take things a little slower and savor the little things in life nowadays. Like this guy.
(TIP: listen to “Jimmy James” or “No Sleep Til Brooklyn” by the Beastie Boys while watching the following.)
The Mister could not understand my fascination with this chap. He wanted to get home fast and was upset I was lagging behind. It ended up making no difference: shortly after this chap descended the stairwell our train was ready to go. It was as if the G waiting for him (and maybe it was— after all, this dude is cool beyond compare).
It just goes to show that some of us bear no shame whatsoever for being patrons of the Crosstown Local. Sure, we pretty much have to transfer to get anywhere— but it also gives us the opportunity to hold our heads up and roll out a most badass strut.
Bravo!
Miss Heather
Crosstown Local Photo Du Jour: The Devil In Bed-Stuy
From the Queens bound platform at Myrtle – Willoughby.
Miss Heather
Subway Photos Du Jour
From the Queens bound platform of the Crosstown Local at Metropolitan Avenue.
From the Smith – 9th bound platform of the Crosstown Local at Metropolitan Avenue.
From The Queens bound platform at 21st Street.
From the Manhattan bound platform of the E/V at 23rd Street – Ely Avenue.
Miss Heather
Great Moments In Advertising: Crosstown Local Edition
There are a number of things about this solicitation I find interesting. For starters, it is located outside the India Street entrance of the Smith – 9th bound G train. In addition, the ad copy is direct and to the point. But foremost and above all no mention whatsoever is made of compensation. My advice: if you take this man up on his offer and euphemisms such as “art photography” or “candid shots” are dropped demand the money upfront.
Miss Heather
Subway Wars: Greenpoint Vs. East Williamsburg
Next to the Morgan Avenue L train entrance on Bogart Street.
From the Smith – 9th Street bound entrance of the Crosstown Local at Norman Avenue.
Miss Heather
Williamspoint Photos Du Jour: Pre-Valentine’s Day Revue, Part II
I enjoyed putting together yesterday’s selection of pre-Valentine’s Day goodness so much I have decided to hit you up with some more snaps of love north Brooklyn style.
From Noble Street.
I can safety state that this is the only upbeat missive I have found on a Real Housewives of New York City subway poster.
Almost seven years later Carlito is still missed on South 3rd Street.
Love’s a poppin’ all over the place on Hope Street! Feeling lonely this upcoming weekend? Don’t despair, make your way over to Maria’s Deli.
The word on Diamond Street is they serve a lot more than just sandwiches.
Miss Heather
From The New York Shitty Photo Pool
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
Today I have decided to kick off the weekend with a few selections from my photo pool. Enjoy!
Almost at the end of the G line by Gubatron.
McCarren Park by algul.siento.
A lost glove on Lorimer Street by Caryn Rose.
The Greenpoint Savings Bank in beautiful black and white by mugsniffer.
Miss Heather
Crosstown Local Photo Du Jour: Smile!
This bit of timely advice hails from the Smith & 9th bound platform at Nassau Avenue.
Miss Heather
Crosstown Local Photos Du Jour: January 18, 2009
From the Greenpoint Avenue & Court Square stops of the G train.
Miss Heather
Reader Contribution Du Jour: G Is For…
Filed under: Bum Shit, Crosstown Local, Dung of the Day, Greenpoint Magic, Long Island City, Other Shit
Gee, that’s REALLY FUCKING GROSS.
This evening I received a most curious email from a gentleman named Angel. It was entitled “A step up from Dog Shit, as seen on the G on Court Sq.” and it read as follows:
Here’s my 2 cents for NewYorkShitty.com before 08 comes to an end…
Me and my family saw this (and laughed hard as I took out the camera without hesitation) on our way into the first G car on Court Sq. (headed towards Greenpoint of course) First thing that came to my mind. “This is so NewYorkShitty.com material”
Intrigued, I clicked my way over to Gubatron’s flickr page. The following is what awaited my delectation.
I have to confess: this image gave me goosebumps. They were not of the warm and fuzzy “I just had my first kiss” variety. Rather, it was more like the onset of a case of stomach flu —which I suspect is what the person who left this, the most piquant and direct critique of Crosstown Local service I have ever beheld, was probably experiencing. What’s more, it is one of the most disgusting things I have ever seen on the G train. And for the record, that includes two subway masturbators and this.
WAY TO GO GUBATRON!
The next time, dear readers, you get angry because you didn’t get a seat while commuting on our very own G train think of the above image. Sometimes it’s just better to stand.
Miss Heather
Photo Credit: Gubatron
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