Greenpoint Photos Du Jour: Steel Horse
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
Although the genius that is this motor vehicle is self-evident I feel compelled to point out what is (in my opinion) it’s finest finest feature.
This. I have no clue as to what kind of creature this little fella is supposed to be but it reminds me of something from a Ray Harryhausen movie. I give this ride two enthusiastic Greenpoint thumbs up!
Miss Heather
Greenpoint Photos Du Jour: Pining For the Fjords Edition
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
From Green Street.
Miss Heather
Today’s Moment Of Zen
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
If any of you guys are still searching for a unique and very memorable Valentine’s gift for your honey today, get thee down to the intersection of Green Street and Franklin Street.
STAT.
Miss Heather
Greenpoint Photo Du Jour: Maneki Neko
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
I have always had a soft spot for calico cats. This one hails from Green Street but another such beauty beckons from Empty Cages Collective. Her name is Sunny— and although she may be blind— she is hardly deaf and dumb. Sunny has a taste for jazz and is damned cute to boot!
Anyone interested in giving this “hep cat” a home should contact Empty Cages Collective at:
emptycagescollective (at) gmail (dot) com
Miss Heather
Greenpoint Video Du Jour: Hi, Ho!
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
Yesterday I woke up in a rotten mood. I suspect the fact our apartment was well over 80 degrees probably had something to do with this. In any case I didn’t stay surly for long. How can you not crack a smile when you see someone having this much fun collecting bottles?
Am I the only person in this neighborhood that doesn’t have an i-Pod? I s’pose that’s Greenpoint “gentrification” for you!
Miss Heather
Green Street Mama Cat Is MIA!
Fliers like this break my heart. Unlike a lot of people who can no longer afford their pets and simply toss them out on the street or dump them at the nearest feral cat colony the person who lost this cat simply didn’t know any better. A popular misconception (which leads to the conception of a lot of kittens) is that nursing cats cannot go into heat. They can and will. And when female cats go into heat they make every effort to escape. That’s what happened here.
If you have seen this lovely momma cat or know of her whereabouts please contact her person at either of the above telephone numbers. Not only is this man heartbroken, he wants to get her spayed before she has any more kittens.
Thanks.
Miss Heather
Greenpoint Photos Du Jour: MORE SNOW!
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
Green Street.
India Street.
Java Street.
Kent Street.
Franklin Street.
Noble Street.
Miss Heather
Greenpoint Photo Du Jour: Intimation of Mortality
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
The next time a bunch of drunk 20-somethings decide to use my block as an ad hoc toilet paper/playground at 1:44 a.m. on a Tuesday night I will be praying to god almighty they mess with this car.
Miss Heather
Greenpoint Audio/Visual Presentation Du Jour: Fun At 1:44 a.m.
I have often been asked why I live in Greenpoint. To date I have yet to give (what I consider to be) a satisfactory answer. That all changed today at 1:44 a.m.
That is when I got to watch (and listen to) a group of three drunk hipsters cheer on one of their comrades while he wiped his ass on someone’s car.
Yeah, you can’t see jackshit in this vid but you sure as hell can hear it. It is rather difficult to channel your inner Cecil B Fucking Demille at 1:44 on a Wednesday morning. This is an hour those of us who do not have trust funds (or work third shift) can usually be found in bed. Usually.
Unless of course you have a bunch of drunken 20-somethings cavort down your block in the wee hours of the night like it is Bedford-fucking-Avenue, knocking over trash cans, trying to set off car alarms and cheering each other on to increasingly stupid, loud and obnoxious behavior. In which case you’ll find yourself sitting in front of a computer at 3:00 a.m. in Greenpoint writing about it.
Miss Heather
Greenpoint Photo Du Jour: The Opposite Of Fun
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
From Green Street.
Miss Heather
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