Missy | June 28, 2006
Mayfair Ship Supply, Nassau Street, Downtown Brooklyn
Through Manhattan User’s Guide I discovered The Brooklynites project by Anthony LaSala and Seth Kushner, featuring interviews with various folks, some famous and most not, though I suppose that depends on whom you ask. Really wonderful and sincere stuff and so much to read and look at. One of my favorite quotations comes from Rosie Perez: “In Brooklyn, you can just be.”
UPDATE: My second favorite quotation, from Jennifer Monzon: “My Laundromat is across the street…I love that!”
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Missy | June 20, 2006
A Royce Bannon monster, Williamsburg, Brooklyn
My friend Brian pointed me to this open letter to Frank Gehry by Jonathan Lethem. What, you may wonder? If you don’t live in Brooklyn, you may not know what all the controversy is about.
In other regional news, yes I think New York is nice. Nice enough to respect your space, limited as it may be. Nice enough to leave you alone. None of this goes far enough in explaining why Overheard in New York was completely lame today, however. People must not be listening hard enough.
UPDATE: I was thinking during my commute about how it is widely held that the New York subway system is the great equalizer. I remember back in DC, there often seemed to be a sense of entitlement happening on the Metro, not just in the passive-aggressive behavior towards tourists, but the idea that if you have the furthest to travel you deserve a seat as soon as you step on the train. (And yet I know people who come from Jersey on the PATH commuter trains in the earlier hours of the morning who still have to stand for the duration of their lengthy trips, and that’s just the way it is.) The worst is Union Station, where you will get mowed down by people running from subway to commuter train or vice versa. Think how humiliating it would be to have your ass inadvertently kicked by a middle-aged, overweight, dowdily-dressed suburbanite. Does this happen at Penn or Grand Central Stations? In my mind it does not, but I wear rose-colored glasses in this city.
UNRELATED UPDATE: My Morning Jacket at Bonnaroo! Hot damn (except for the pitch problems). I had *almost* forgotten how much I love this band.
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Missy | June 17, 2006
“Fresh”, parked on Dyckman St. along Highbridge Park, at the tippy-top of Manhattan **
Yesterday I received a very sweet email from my friend Mihow asking the following:
Do you have a mitt? We should play catch sometime this weekend.
(I don’t have a mitt and I throw like a girl.)
** More here. And also here.
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Missy | June 11, 2006
Windows, stoop sitting at Ivanna’s, W. 132nd Street, Harlem
I found a new weekend dance teacher. His name is Curt and he follows in a long line of attractive male dance teachers. I kid a little. Not about the attractive part, but my implied motivation. And, if given the choice, I have always preferred male teachers.
Different style, different corrections, and now I’ve got crick in my neck that Advil, alcohol, and epsom salt can’t immediately remedy. My body rebels. But I’ll take a “Nice dancing, Missy,” even if my head feels like it’s on crooked today.
Have you checked out my Flickrs?
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Missy | June 10, 2006
Street art by Swoon, Beard Street, Red Hook, Brooklyn
I used to be employed with the U.S. federal government. On rare occasions, I would need to travel for work and, naturally, I used a credit card issued to me by my employer. My old one must have gone on living and usable until expiration because today, some 14 months after I ended my tenure and moved away, I received a brand new card in the mail, addressed not to my old DC residence, but my Brooklyn address.
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