New York Shitty Day Starter: Pulaski Bridge
Filed under: 11101, 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Long Island, Long Island City, Newtown Creek
Taken by Gina Herold.
Miss Heather
…And The Results Are In!
Filed under: 11101, 11211, 11222, 11378, Blissville, Blissville Queens, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Long Island City, Long Island City Queens, Maspeth, Maspeth Queens, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
Remember that vote about how the ~$7,000,000 of funds the DEC recently allocated against nearly 40 years of being non-complaint with DEP regulations should be spent? Well, here are the results.
One thing I found of particular interest was individuals under the age of 21 we classified as “youth votes”. It rather bothered me, truth be told. If 18 years of age is good enough for city, state and national elections (and registering for the draft which would theoretically— if not in reality— result in some of these youths being sent to fight for their country) why are these individuals not classified as adults? So I emailed David Rivel (of the City Parks Foundation, which conducted this process) to ask why.
And here’s his answer.
So there have you.
Miss Heather
P.S.: Only 699 responses?!? God that’s pathetic.
The Word In The Street: Yes/No
Filed under: 11101, 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Long Island City, Long Island City Queens, Newtown Creek, The Word On The Street
From the Pulaski Bridge.
Miss Heather
The Word On The Street: True Love Forever
Filed under: 11101, Long Island City, Long Island City Queens, The Word On The Street
From Hunter’s Point Avenue.
Miss Heather
Long Island City Photos Du Jour: The Borden Avenue Bridge is Back!
After reading the Newtown Pentacle’s account (via Queens Crap) that the Borden Avenue Bridge was open I had to see it for myself. And this I did. Take this shot of the Hunter’s Avenue Bridge for example.
Yeah, I am a dork. So much so I had planned my route in advance (I can assure you this is a very rare thing): take the G to Court Square and wander back to the Garden Spot using no less than three bridges. Not only did I succeed in this endeavor, but I damned near froze my ass off and enjoyed myself thoroughly!
As snowflakes were falling I took the above photograph and the workers took notice of me. I cannot blame them: a woman wearing pink pants, pink sneakers, pink scarf and eyeglasses will draw attention in these parts. We bantered.
Me: I learned from a friend of mine that this bridge was open so I had to see it for myself.
Leader: So you are taking pictures of it for your magazine?
Me: In a manner of speaking. I for one am delighted to see that someone has finally seen fit to take “Teddy’s” old place. Gold Fingers, no less.
(knowing laughter amongst the crew)
And now that the bridge is open they can drive to it!
I added.
Leader: It’ll be good for business.
Me: Indeed. I have a few friends who will be very interested in this establishment.
Then the leader proceeded to ask if I like pink. I answered to the affirmative and added that I was feeling festive. This passed muster. As I proceeded towards Pulaski Bridge (and Polish Paradise) , he admonished me:
That guy down there (his coworker directing traffic) is crazy!
I paused for a moment, looked the leader in the eye and said (whilst pointing at the Shit Tits):
Dude, I live in Greenpoint. They’re all crazy over there.
And then his crew proceeded to let me pass. No. Questions. Asked. If anyone has the free time/wherewithal do swing by and talk to these chaps. They are a hoot!
Miss Heather
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