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From The New York Shitty Inbox: Found At Graham & Withers
Filed under: 11211, 11222, East Williamsburg, East Williamsburg Brooklyn, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic
A lass named Kelcy writes:
Hi heather!
We found this dog last night and were hoping you would possibly put this up in your blog to help find his people…. And/or we are in urgent need if a two week foster as we have no place to keep him til we have someone willing to foster for two weeks.
Thank you so much!
If anyone knows to whom the above fellow belongs or would like to help Kelcy provide him a place to hang his proverbial hat, please contact her at the above-listed telephone number. Thanks!
New York Shitty Photo Du Jour: Seasons Greetings From Morgan Avenue
Filed under: 11211, 11222, East Williamsburg, East Williamsburg Brooklyn, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic
The above image goes out to the Department of Sanitation and the Department of Transportation— who, in their Solomon-like wisdom— decided building a snow fort on Vandervoort Avenue was a sterling idea. The end result was not only obstructed truck traffic from Beadel Street to Maspeth Avenue, but also a clusterfuck of Biblical proportions on Morgan Avenue. NOTE: the following photographs and video footage were shot today at 1:00 p.m.
You can read more about this fiasco at the New York Daily News.
Miss Heather
Where The Sidewalk Ends
Filed under: 11211, 11222, Bloomblight, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
This is the impediment which faced the Mister and I as we endeavored to go to Kenny’s Trattoria last night (we crossed the street because the sidewalk along McCarren Park along Bedford Avenue was a mess). It is located where the Automobile High School ends and Parks Department property astensibly our open space begins. A cordon sanitaire or simple incompetence? I’ll leave you, dear readers, to make the call. All, I’m saying is I saw Parks employees spreading copious amounts of salt at the corner of Bedford Avenue and North 12 Street yesterday morning. Yup.
Miss Heather
P.S. and while I am on the subject:
Where’s the sidewalk? I ask because walking on Union Avenue is friggin’ scary.
There should be a sidewalk here.
You have no idea how grimly amusing I find our mayor facilitating over-development by fly-by-night developers such as the shit heap you see at left (there were buildings there once— I swear) and then is seemingly surprised when very people he has enabled to move into north Brooklyn (who will undoubtedly inhabit the edifice to the right) have the temerity to complain.
Spotted On Humboldt Street: A Cry For Help
It was a windy night on October 7th, and I stupidly left the cushions on my terrace furniture, and awoke to discover that one has made his escape! Have you seen him? I have drawn a likeness below. If you find in it, I can reward you with a cocktail on the terrace on said cushion, or you can just leave it as 480 Humboldt if you are sick of it taking up space on your roof, sidewalk, stoop, or wherever it had managed to end up. I would really appreciate it.
New York Shitty analysis:
- I cannot shake the feeling the chap who created this flier is seeking something more than merely getting his cushion back.
- Yes, a man most certainly created this flier.
Miss Heather
P.S.: Further down the street I learned he has a taker!
New York Shitty Street Seating Du Jour: Withers Street Shabby Chic
Taken August 22, 2010.
Miss Heather
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