Williamsburg Photo Du Jour: For Sale By Owner
I find this (which hails from North 8 Street) fascinating. Granted, this item does have legs but I seriously doubt it is going to run away. In addition a bathtub is an awfully heavy and awkward item— so I doubt it could be stolen very easily. Then again, several years ago someone ran into the clock in front of the Garden. Not only did this person hit it with sufficient force to knock it over but he managed to take it without being detected (a truly amazing feat if you ask me). Maybe the theft prevention measure is merited after all?
Miss Heather
Williamsburg Video Du Jour: A Slice of L Train Life
I cannot honestly profess to like the music this gentleman is playing (too space-agey), but the instrument (which I would presume he himself designed and built) is pretty darned neat. It’s a work of art in and of its own right!
Miss Heather
Williamsburg Photo du Jour: Monday Afternoon On Bedford Avenue
As the delay in today’s postage probably indicates, I spent this downright gorgeous day outdoors. Days such as this are— in my humble opinion— best spent pounding the pavement of north Brooklyn, not in front of a computer monitor.
Or, as I learned from Kenneth, donning your best dress, heading to the intersection of North 7 Street and Bedford Avenue to knock back 40s and hand out roses to female passerby. I sat down with Kenneth for a few minutes to hear his story. Here it is.
Kenneth resides in Manhattan but after spending a week in rehab decided to come back to the “old hood” to clear his head and drink beer. I’m not too certain if Williamsburg is the ideal location to do such a thing, but who am I to argue? Kenneth was clearly happy, if a bit soused. He said:
Someone my age, FIVE TWO, should probably be doing something better with his time…
I vehemently disagreed.
After all that awful weather we had the sun is out! Why not spread a little sunshine of your own? I’m out taking a walk and you’re hanging out here handing out roses. Who am I to judge?
I like sitting here. They’ll probably make me move soon. I better buy another beer.
He replied and then proceeded to offer a solitary red rose to on old Polish lady passing by:
Will you marry me?
He exclaimed, much to her disgust. (Yeah, I know it’s wrong but I had to chuckle.) Upon noticing this act earned him a glare from an employee of the N7 Market, Kenneth added:
I LOVE Hispanic men!
This outburst had the desired effect: the employee in question quickly went back into his place of employment. It was then that Kenneth offered me a rose. I declined at first. But he insisted:
I have to buy more anyway.
So I took it, thanked him and went on my way. Thank you, Kenneth. Making your acquaintance made my day!
Your lovely gift now graces my desk. It numbers among my most cherished possessions. I made sure to put it next to Mister Heather’s blood pressure medication so he will notice.
(Hey, I might be married but it’s nice to be reminded I still have “prospects”!)
Miss Heather
UPDATE 6:54, p.m.: as I calculated the Mister arrived home and noticed my gift!
The Mister: Where did the rose come from?
Me: A 52 year old man in a dress on Bedford Avenue gave it to me.
T.M.: That’s good. (Then he wandered off to the kitchen to make a cocktail.)
From The New York Shitty Inbox: Vinnie’s 2.0.?
Filed under: 11211, 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
Dear Miss Heather,
Although I currently reside in Florida (suckfest), I’m a huge fan and avid reader of your blog…
Although I could toot your horn all day, I’ll be honest and tell you I have an ulterior motive: my boyfriend (ex? current? we haven’t quite decided) recently linked up with his friends from Williamsburg. These boys are the current owners of Vinnie’s Pizza on Bedford Ave, known largely for their great selection of Vegan/Vegetarian specialty pies and their “T.HANKS” trash can featured on an array of blogs in recent months. AAAAnyshit, I was hoping to anonymously alert you and your readers to their new location, opening right in Greenpoint at Nassau and Kingsland.
I’m not entirely sure when they’re set to open, but from the sound of it the date should fall well before the new year. I don’t know if this is necessarily of any interest to you but figured it was worth a try to help out a friend. Thanks so much and keep of the great work – I always look forward to new posts!
Thanks for the kind words and head’s up, Anonymous. I am certain this will definitely be of interest to my friends in McGolrick Heights!
Miss Heather
Subway Photo du Jour: Myrtle Avenue Bound
This goes out to my new friend Nick. Not only was it a pleasure making your acquaintance on the L train this afternoon but you can rest assured if I ever find myself in need of a package tour to Puerto Rico you will be the first person I call!
Miss Heather
New York Shitty Day Ender: Get On Up
It probably comes as no surprise to many of you that I generally refrain from going out on Saturday nights. This primarily has to do with the fact that I work on Saturdays and want nothing more afterward than to take hot bath and enjoy a nice quiet evening at home. Oh yeah, and as I learned last night being a captive audience for a coked-up, drunk 20-something chick “rocking out” (and making out) to James Brown pisses me off.
This video hardly does this woman justice. She was so obnoxious that had I not been at the watering hole in question for a birthday party I would have left. In fact two of my fellow patrons DID walk out, leaving their uncompleted drinks on the table. Did the management seem to care that this chick was staggering about, shouting gibberish, being a nuisance and a danger to herself and others? Hardly. The bartender seemed to be amused.
If this is a harbinger of things to come in Williamsburg why don’t we take it to its logical conclusion and convert all the nondos into dormitories and rechristen it NYU East?
Miss Heather
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