MOBY DICK TYPED ON TOILET PAPER
MY FRIEND AND I ONCE JOKED THAT TOILET PAPER SHOULD HAVE INSTRUCTIONS PRINTED ON THEM FOR CERTAIN PEOPLE
ONE DAY, THE CONVERSATION GREW FROM THERE AND TURNED INTO A WAGER THAT I COULDN’T (OR WOULDN’T) BE ABLE TO TYPE OUT A NOVEL ON TOILET PAPER.
YES, WE DID HAVE SOME TIME ON OUR HANDS BUT, AS YOU CAN SEE BY THE FOLLOWING PHOTOS, I WON THE BET.
THERE ARE FOUR FULL ROLLS, ONE ROLL (EPILOGUE) IS ABOUT 1/5 OF A ROLL AND ONE HALF-ROLL
ALL OF THE ROLLS OF TP CAME OUT OF A BRAND NEW — CLEAN — PACKAGE OF 2-PLY COTTONELLE
THEY’VE BEEN HANDLED VERY GINGERLY AND INFREQUENTLY
AS YOU’LL SEE IN THE FOLLOWING PHOTOS, ONE OR TWO ROLLS HAVE A TEAR AT THE BEGINNING
THIS IS WHERE I WAS TRYING TO PULL THE PAPER THROUGH THE TYPEWRITER
I’VE KEPT THIS MOD ODDITY IN A BOX IN A COOL, DRY PLACE FOR THE LAST 10 YEARS
AND HAVE ONLY BROKEN IT OUT TO PROVE TO DOUBTERS THAT I ACTUALLY DID IT
CONSIDERING WHAT IT’S BEEN THROUGH, IT’S IN AMAZING CONDITION
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THERE IS NO FOLLY OF THE BEASTS OF EARTH WHICH IS NOT INFINITELY OUTDONE BY THE MADNESS OF MEN.
Roberta’s. 261 Moore St (btwn White and Bogart).
Even on a Sunday night at 10pm, in the freezing cold, and being out in the middle of nowhere (Bushwick), Roberta’s had a 45 minute wait for a table. The hostess was really nice about it (we had a baby in tow) and so we did what we normally wouldn’t do, sucked it up, and waited for pizza. Even though it’s Brooklyn, and you can get pizza at a million places, people come from all around, yes including Manhattan, to eat at Roberta’s. The pizza oven is directly to the left side when you walk in. Bar is all the way to the back, serving up pitchers, gallons, and cocktails. Then there’s a couple other greenhouse looking spaces outside, near to where they grow their ingredients. There are communal picnic tables inside, clamoring with excited, bespectacled young folk, filling up the main dining space. This is where the bathrooms are, along the wall where everyone’s eating. They’re kind of in a weird spot and, although spacious, its weird peeing 2 feet away from the table I’m eating at, so 3 flushes. The decor at Roberta’s screams trailer park grandma. Wood paneling, framed pictures of lions, and forgotten Christmas lights. The menu is more sophisticated though, offering squab pasta dishes and sweetbreads alongside their pizzas, with names like Duck Hunt (duck prosciutto, sweet potato, leek) and Millennium Falco (pork sausage, parmesan, red onion). After ordering like 3 different pizzas, 2 salads, and some skirt steak, (we had to be sure everything checked out), we decided we would wait those 45 minutes all over again for another slice.
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1980’s NYC Photos
Not-so-flattering photos of NYC in the 80’s. Click through to see the rest over at Gothamist. Or check out the photographer, Steven Siegel’s, Flicker.
Bushwick with the Twin Towers in the background.
Dear Neighbors,
More images from my frolicking this morning. Are you enjoying the snow as well?
-YN
It finally snowed
(That time in October doesn’t count)
I know few towns which inspire me with so great disgust and contempt.
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Edgar Allen Poe on Brooklyn. Quoted in Dwight Garner’s review of New York Diaries: 1609 to 2009. (Source: mcnallyjackson) |
Spritzenhaus. 33 Nassau Ave (btwn Berry & 14th)
Spritzenhaus is a beer garden in the same spirit as Radegast and Berry Park. It’s large and serves beer and sausage but in a more stylish place. There’s a fireplace and a DJ so you know its hip. Feel free to feel hip when you’re here. You have my permission. The bathroom consists of a corridor with single stalls on both sides and a large communal sink at the end. I am a fan of the foot peddle to turn on the water. There’s no mirror in the communal sink area, which is probably to prevent demystifying the ladies’ beauty routine (makeup spackling). I like how many stalls there is, plus the foot peddle, plus the round window. I say 5 flushes.
Radegast Hall & Biergarten. 113 N 3rd St (btwn Wythe and Berry)
Huge beers. You’re gonna need to work on your biceps. Then you’re gonna need to hit the bathroom. Its inside, past the bar, single stalls. Look at that TP display. And admire the stack of paper towels. You can have an Easter egg hunt with those rolls. I spy 2 hidden ones. 5 flushes worth of supplies and very roomy. Anyhow, when you’re nice and sauced after all those liters of beer, do yourself a favor and get a sausage from the grill outside, slather it in mustard, and proceed to go home, you fat, drunk bastard.
As Brooklyn changes more and more, WC contributor Caroline Bach, took some time out to chat with 5 Pointz founder, Jonathan Cohen, more commonly known by his tag, Meres One, about the news that the graffiti mecca at Jackson and Crane in Long Island City, is being transformed into a luxury living/shopping megaplex, inevitably sending smaller mom and pops shops into early retirement, all while pricing out any remaining artists that helped make the community desirable to live in, in the first place.
Is this the New York of 2012?
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