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New York Shitty Day Starter: Sh*t In The Box
Filed under: 11101, Bum Shit, Dung of the Day, Long Island City, Long Island City Queens
Yesterday I took a sojourn somewhere I have never ventured before: the wilderness of the Long Island City/Ravenswood waterfront around the 59th Street Bridge. It is not an area one would consider attractive.
At least not in a conventional sense of the word. Given the previous you can imagine my surprise when I encountered a hotel at the intersection of Vernon Boulevard and Queens Plaza South: the Ravel whose web site purports it be “Long Island City’s First Luxury Boutique Hotel”. This may very well be the case, I wouldn’t know. But I can tell you I found its proximity to the Queensbridge Houses of particular interest. Curiously enough the folks at Ravel do not make mention of this on their web site. So it goes.
Long Island City is full of surprises. I certainly learned this yesterday. First it is a “luxury boutique hotel” across from a housing project, then it was this on 44th Street: a construction site for yet another hotel.
But this is not the only thing going on here. Which brings me to the item indicated by the above arrow. It is a box.
A very, very special box…
or to use Long Island City parlance (to bastardize Black Adder):
The very latest in front-wall, fresh-air orifices appointed with an imported wide-capacity corrugated repository.
Miss Heather
Long Island City Photos Du Jour: Off Roadin’
Over the years I have developed a pet theory about motorists. It goes as follows: the bigger the vehicle, the more inept and/or assholic the driver. Today on the streets of Long Island City (sort of— as you will see) this theory received some pretty compelling supporting evidence.
I know what you’re thinking:
What is this SUV doing on the sidewalk?
I asked myself this very same question once I collected myself after hustling to get out its way. I can kick myself for not filming this incident— but then again, I was caught off guard. You see, I stubbornly espouse the peculiar notion that sidewalks are for pedestrians. Obviously this is not the case; they’re also for SUVs to indulge in a little urban off roadin’. Silly me.
I have since given this whole affair some thought and cannot stop from asking myself:
How the hell did this guy manage to get on the sidewalk?
As you can see the berth of passage at 46 Road is too narrow to provide passage.
This leaves me to draw no other conclusion than he (or she) must have driven on that sidewalk as well. Delightful. The coup de grace to the previous bit mindfuckery came a mere five minutes later on Purves Street.
I have no idea what this is about.
Miss Heather
P.S.: If my new four by four friend is reading this I would like you to know I have photo of your license plate. ASSHOLE.
New York Shitty Day Starter: The Glorious G
Filed under: 11101, 11211, 11222, Brooklyn, Crosstown Local, Culture War, Long Island City, Queens, Street Art
A cleric contemplates the G in despair. I shot this in Long Island City, Queens. Jackson Avenue to be precise. I walked there. Care to guess how I got home?
Miss Heather
Long Island City Photo Du Jour: Pulaski Bridge
I have always believed successful public art should engage the public. Taking the previous into account— albeit in the most broadest sense— I’d say the mural on the Pulaski Bridge is a smashing success!*
Miss Heather
*In all seriousness: how could the peeps at the DOT and the artist responsible for this opus not know this would invariably invite a priapism? Placing a man behind a woman is second only in my unwritten “Do not do leave to the caprice/rancor of the public” rulebook to why subway posters should never, EVER, feature anything— human, humanoid, mammalian, reptilian or otherwise with his/her/its mouth open.
New York Shitty Day Ender: B61 R.I.P.
Filed under: 11101, 11211, 11222, Bed-Stuy, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Long Island City, Queens, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
You may be gone, B61, but you will not be forgotten.
This post goes out to Bed-Stuy Banana and Best View in Brooklyn. Not only are you among the most wonderful, intelligent and downright nice people I have met via the Interwebs but you ran kick-ass blogs about kick-ass neighborhoods. I miss you and I suspect the greater “Brooklyn Blogosphere” will as well.
Take care and please keep in touch, BSB and BVIB. I love you both! I’ll darken your respective doorsteps come spring. Perhaps earlier.
Consider your respective persons warned! 🙂
Miss Heather
New York Shitty Day Starter: Over There
Filed under: 11101, 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Long Island City, Newtown Creek, Queens
Taken December 28, 2009.
Miss Heather
Quicklink: Up in Smoke
Many of you have doubtless heard of the massive cocaine bust which came to pass in Williamsburg last month. What you might not know is, if LiQcity is to be believed, our friends in Long Island City are having issues of their own. In a luxury condominium, no less:
Well well well. Apparently fancy shmancy Long Island City condos have drug busts, too…
You can read the whole story by clicking here.
Miss Heather
P.S.: Half a million dollars in cash?!? Apparently there are some businesses that are, indeed, “recession proof”. Perhaps these brave entrepreneurs could tender some vocational training to our banking and automotive industries?
Image Credit: LiQcity
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