So this shit has nothing to do with Park Slope...or BK. It has to do with me. And it may very well be TMI, so if you think you wanna keep shit strictly Park Slope-y between us, move right along.
While ever changing and expanding, the current order of shit I hate around here currently shakes out like this:
Unfortunately for an outraged, anon FIPS reader, I'm guessing she's got the MTA chillin in spot #1. She sent along a copy of a letter that she forwarded to the new British MTA CEO Jay Walder (sidenote: this dude is the only tiny glimmer of hope that the MTA *may not* spend a bazillion of our dollars and self-implode, though who knows) about a harrowing incident that went down last week.
And who can blame her, really? For me, the MTA has become this quasi-embodiement of...well...the Atlantic Terminal Mall. No one cares, everyone knows it, and so we've all just totally given up. Like when you are in Target and you can't find something, you don't bother asking anyone where it is, b/c you know that they won't know. And when they don't know (and sneer at you for asking), you don't bother going to their manager because you know that they won't give a shit either. Same thing with the MTA: its every man/woman/child for themselves. If you need something, good fucking luck finding someone who cares. It's kill or be killed down in the subway...literally.
I happened upon this little item yesterday on New York Mag’s Daily Intel about just how much New Yorkers hear their neighbors having sex:
“About two-thirds of city residents say they regularly hear their neighbors having sex, according to a survey from real-estate website Brick Underground.”
And yes, BREEDERS are apparently fucked if we do and fucked if we don’t.
"At this point I'll trade hearing sex for hearing the results of their sex. I really need to find a child-free building."
By ACharmer on 02/12/2010 at 12:05pm
I was momentarily titillated (no, not literally).
*Heeb Storytelling at Galapagos Art Space with host Michelle Collins (from Best Week Ever) (Heeb).
*Watch the Westminster Kennel Club Dog Show--GO HOUNDS! (TONY).
*Oh snap! We hooked up a Brooklyn Paper reporter at the last Meatup. Don't miss the next one, bitches (also, follow up: this dude was CUTE) (Brooklyn Paper).
*Go get some wings from Superwings...apparently they are the best in the BK (Metromix NY).
*Awww...romance in every nook and corner (City Room Blog).
*And WHOA: hope your marriage proposal doesn't look like this shit (Gothamist)