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From The New York Shitty Photo Pool, Part II: Saturday At The Park
Filed under: 11211, 11222, Dung of the Day, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Other Shit, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
Miss Mousey Brown (who took the above photograph this morning) writes:
Saturday 11:00 am. I took a 5 minute break from gardening to go use the port-a-potty between the handball courts. As I was walking back over I see this woman checking to see if she could get in the garden. I had locked it, for which I am thankful. I thought she might be the person that throws rotten rye bread in the garden (which the birds NEVER eat , btw) She was actually looking for a spot to dump an explosive diarrhea. She found one. When she saw me with my camera she hightailed it down Lorimer, with some sort of wardrobe malfunction going on.
NICE.
Miss Heather
From The New York Shitty Inbox: More About Abate
Filed under: 11211, 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
Remember L, the guy who was complaining about homeless people sleeping and urinating at the Abate Playground? Well, he’s back— and not the least bit happy. He writes:
Hey, so I’ve been taking pictures of the Vincent V. Abate playground for the last month to show how gross the park has become, literally the same garbage and litter has been in the same place for almost a month now and I see parks people with their little garbage sticks at the park everyday and nothing happens??? What the hell do they do when they’re there?? Here are some pics if you want to use them on your site (note, none of them are from July 4 or 5th, that seems to be the excuse all the time, “oh well these are obviously the day after such and such holiday”)
Without further ado here they are. Enjoy!
Miss Heather
Urban Fur: Meet Tank
The Mister and I encountered this rather substantial dude at a bodega on Lorimer Street.
Per a woman exiting this establishment his name is Tank.
It suits him well.
Miss Heather
New York Shitty Day Starter: Cat/Dog
Filed under: 11222, Crazy Cat Lady, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic
From Lorimer Street.
Miss Heather
From The New York Shitty Inbox: A Death At McCarren?
Filed under: 11211, 11231, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
The details on this item are scant (as you will see) but here they are. A person we’ll call OK writes:
This am, around 8 or so, cops had a corpse in a body bag waiting for it to be picked up. They were at the usual spot where the drunks / zombies hang out (on the lorimer side).
I’m guessing we’re looking at a case of heat exposure/alcohol poisoning here— but who knows? If what I observed walking around the neighborhood is any indication, the police have been quite busy. If you have the 411 about what happened please share via comments or email at: missheather (at) thatgreenpointblog (dot) com.
Thanks!
Miss Heather
Spotted At First Avenue: “Official Neglect”
Filed under: 10009, 11101, 11211, 11222, Crosstown Local, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Manhattan, New York City, Subway, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
I am not a marketing whiz. I leave that to the experts. But placing such a polemic at the entrance of Canarsie-bound L train, well, strikes me as being misguided at best. We have problems of our own. Believe you me when I waited for the mighty Crosstown Local (which was more fragrant than usual) last night— for over 30 minutes— at Metropolitan Avenue— I found this missive wretchedly comical. You want to see neglect, Upper West Siders? Why not cross the pond and see the not-so-benign neglect that our city has seen to lavish upon us G trainers.
21st Street, Long Island City, Queens
This sign is unnecessary. When foul-smelling muck is dripping from the ceiling people will inevitably avoid the edge of the platform until it is absolutely necessary. That is, when the G train finally arrives. Taken July 4, 2010.
If my memory serves me correctly this tile work was done in the late 90’s. As of July 4, 2010 it looks like ass. I skipped Nassau Avenue. Here’s why: because there is a busted water main and it makes the Norman Avenue entrance smell like dead fish. But back to the purpose of this post:
- Token booths being unattended
- Dysfunctional Metrocard machines
- Non-functional panopticons (Lest anyone from the Upper West Side is reading this: the ones on the L and G appear to be fully functional. Exactly what effect this has as a crime deterrent has yet to be determined.)
- I know of not a single person who has attempted to use the intercoms in North Brooklyn. It is popularly considered as an exercise in futility. (If anyone has please contact me via email at: missheather (at) thatgreenpointblog (dot) com. I’d love to hear your story.)
These conditions (and worse) are taken for granted in the hinterlands (READ: the outer boroughs), my uptown friends. We often have to go above ground in order to interface with a station agent. Occasionally we encounter an actual human being.
To conclude: the grievances our friends at 86 Street have stated are pretty much par for the course. They are nothing special. These people are simply better organized. Perhaps a few G,L,J,M,7 (to name a few) trainers would like to make their voices heard at this meeting?
MTA Public Meeting
July 13, 2010 starting at 6:00 p.m.
Cooper Union
7 East 7 Street
New York, New York 10009
Let’s show them, Mayor Mike, et. al. the true meaning of neglect!
Miss Heather
New York Shitty Day Ender: Bottoms Up
Filed under: 11211, 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
While Williamsburg walked and the Northside rocked last weekend life went on pretty much as usual at McCarren Park.
Miss Heather
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