New York Shitty Day Starter: Fun At The Junk Shop
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
The following was originally intended to be a “day-ender” on Thursday but due to circumstances beyond my control it has been relegated to “day starter” status Friday. Not that it diminishes the content in any way: it doesn’t.
It all started with this little plastic bag as displayed by my co-worker Steve.
It was an “Emergency Kit”. When this item was brought to the attention of the “Greenpoint Round Table” hilarity ensued.
As did a rather incisive view into the workings of the male mind.
CAVEAT:
- There is language in this clip you do NOT want your Human Resources Personnel/humorless cubicle monkeys to hear.
- All the featured players, e.g.; George Diaz, Kerry Bomb and I are comedians to one degree or another. Take it in jest. No offense is intended nor should be taken. We make fun of everyone, each other and ourselves, as you will see.
On with the show!
I worked ten years in corporate America before deciding it was not for me. There was something about that environment that never sat well with me. Perhaps it was the structure, hierarchy and artificial sense of geniality? Or was it having more stringent expectations placed upon me, a woman, regarding my personal conduct and appearance versus that of my male colleagues? Probably all of the above.
The previous having been written I am grateful to have been involved in the previous and admittedly vulgar dialog. I cherish above all things honesty. George Diaz was honest— if not politically correct— about his feelings regarding homosexuals and the transgendered. He was also being a comedian. It’s been my personal experience that people such as George are not the ones who propagate hate. It’s the ones who refuse to talk.
OR LISTEN.
Miss Heather
Greenpoint Pay Phone Du Jour: Free Your Mind…
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
(And Your **** Will Follow)
From Manhattan Avenue.
Miss Heather
P.S.: Those of you who are interested in doing a little “exploration” in the name of freedom will be pleased to know The Thing still has a fine selection of accessories for infants of all ages.
Yes, that’s “My Little Pony”.
New York Shitty Day Ender: Street Scenes
Maspeth Avenue
Orient Avenue
Franklin Street
Banker Street
Manhattan Avenue
Meeker Avenue
Broadway
Miss Heather
Bi-Borough Photos Du Jour: People In My Neighborhood
Filed under: Brooklyn, Crosstown Local, Greenpoint Magic, Long Island City, Queens, Williamsburg
Bedford Avenue, Williamsburg
Metropolitan Avenue, Williamsburg
Vandervoort Avenue, Greenpoint
Anthony Street, Greenpoint
Manhattan Avenue, Greenpoint
Crosstown Local, Queens
5th Street, Long Island City
44th Drive, Long Island City.
Miss Heather
A Most Interesting Conversion
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
The fence is finally down at 946 Manhattan Avenue and although I am not too jazzed about the mismatched brick I have to confess: the finished product is much more tasteful than I had anticipated. My little voice told me that this looked like it was going to be an eating establishment so I headed over to check out the permits. It has been my experience that they can be an excellent source of information about such things. When I did I not only got confirmation that this space will in fact be a restaurant but I also got a little dark entertainment thrown in for good measure.
I am not by nature a superstitious person. As I walk through our hallowed streets I do not see dead people. Or if I do I cannot tell them apart from some of their living counterparts (who, it should be noted, usually call our local “Hotel” home). The previous having been written there are certain things that should not mix. Funeral parlors and eating establishments are among them. It’s sort of like converting a kennel into a Chinese restaurant.*
In any case I’ll be very interested to learn what is going to move into this space. If anyone reading this is “in the know” please share your scoop via comments. Thanks!
Miss Heather
*I do not believe Chinese restaurants serve up fur kids for food. In fact I find this urban legend pretty offensive. I am merely using it here to illustrate my point. No offense is intended nor should be taken.
Reader Contribution Du Jour: Pretty Lady
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
Sarah (the discoverer of the above items) writes:
I snapped the attached photo Friday night around 8pm. This garbage bag was out on the curb with a ripped piece of binder paper taped to it reading “PRETTY LADY.” No one else seemed phased, of course. This was on Manhattan near Norman.
What I want to know is whether “PRETTY LADY” is the intended recipient of this bag or a description of its contents.
Miss Heather
Greenpoint Fashion Watch: The Aviator
I have lived in Greenpoint for over nine years now. It certainly doesn’t feel like I have lived here the better part of a decade but this in fact the case. I guess time flies when you’re having fun. As time has gone by I have witnessed a number of highly unusual things in my neighborhood of choice. This includes (but by no means is limitied to):
- Watching an old Polish woman drop her underwear and go to the bathroom at a temporary stop of the B43 bus.
- Having as a neighbor a woman who wore a sleeping bag wrapped around her head like a turban.
- Finding a man passed out cold on the stairs leading up to his stoop at 2:00 a.m. in the morning. His car keys were still in his hand but someone had seen fit to steal his shoes.
- Jessica.
- Learning that a one armed man is one of the junk shops most ingenious shoplifters: he even succeeded in stealing a pair of shoes once. (Think about this one for a moment.)
- And of course there was the legally blind guy who wanted me to “model” for some “pin up” photographs.
Suffice it to say the Garden Spot of the Universe had (and still has) some highly unusual people. What would probably merit a 911 call in Brooklyn Heights would not get some much as second glance here. Have I become jaded? This is a distinct possibility. However I know something (or someone) special when I see it. Which brings me to this guy.
I apologize for the poor quality of this photograph. The truth of the matter is I was in awe at the sheer sublimity of what the Greenpoint gods had seen fit to send my direction. I have christened this chap “The Aviator” and he is too fucking amazing for words.
I quietly (but very excitedly) stalked this man until he stopped to pause in front of a liquor store. I got up the nerve to speak with him. I mean, how often do you see a guy walking down the street who is a dead ringer for one of the frogmen from the movie Delicatessen? Don’t everyone answer at once.
Where did you get those goggles? They are fucking amazing.
I asked. To wit he replied:
I really like this absinthe fountain. Every time I try my prepare it at home I just don’t get it right.
Why don’t you go inside and ask about it? I am certain he will sell it to you.
I replied.
Oh, he is selling them. I like that because I won’t have to order one.
And with that remark he went on his way.
InFUCKINGcredible.
Miss Heather
Greenpoint Photos Du Jour: People & Automobiles
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
From Manhattan Avenue.
Miss Heather
Reader Contribution Du Jour: Greenpoint After Dark
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
Earlier this week I met up with The Professor for a couple of drinks and some long overdue catch-up time. Some of you might know that the Professor is a D.J. by trade. He spins at The Beauty Bar every Tuesday night. I also have it on very good intelligence that Greenpoint’s very own CoCo66 is going to give him a trial run soon. When I get a confirm on the date and time I will pass it along here.
In addition to his love of music The Professor is an extremely gifted photographer. Follows is a sampling of his latest work. Enjoy!
You can see all the above shots and much, much more via The Professor’s Flickr page. Check it out!
Miss Heather
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