Showing posts with label That Kid's Pretend Things are Nicer Than My Real Things. Show all posts
Showing posts with label That Kid's Pretend Things are Nicer Than My Real Things. Show all posts

Monday, October 31, 2011

Pop Princess

Spotted in the Slope on 12th Street and 6th Ave:


At first glance, I thought this was just a jazzy purse for a princessy little girl.  But closer inspection revealed possibly my best find ever:

Classic style, but retro technology :(
That's right - a DISNEY PRINCESS DISCMAN!  Holy crap!  My inner 12 year-old just about passed out!

In a landfill somewhere, there is a mix-disc with Angela Lansbury's "Beauty and the Beast" on it, just dying to be played on this little piece of awesomeness...

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Thursday, June 30, 2011

Now We're Cooking

Spotted in the Slope on 6th Ave and 5th Street:

Side note: There was a dude sitting in the van as I was taking these photos.  He thought I was crazy.
As you can see, there was a lot of renovation debris surrounding this li'l kitchen.  I've been trying to decide whether or not the kitchen was tossed as part of the remodeling process, or if it was set up as a makeshift street kitchen for the workers.  Ridiculous?  Perhaps - but consider the following view:

Sun-drenched kitchen with functional plumbing?  Consider me sold!
That is definitely a working hose sticking out just to the right of the kitchen.  Rudimentary, yes, but functional nonetheless.  And although it was filthy, this kitchen was nicer/bigger than many of the apartment kitchens I've seen in this town. 

Friday, June 24, 2011

The good life, Park(ing) Slope style...

Spotted in the Slope on 8th Street and 7th Ave:

Question: In measuring a foot from the curb when parking this hot rod, are kiddie or adult feet used?
In all fairness, this toy may not have been abandoned - perhaps the owner was just running errands.  I mean, look at the care that was put into parking the car - the wheels are perfectly angled to prevent the vehicle from rolling forward on start up.  Does that seem like something a dispassionate owner would do?

No, this must be some kid's beloved car - and a lucky kid at that.  First, I'm in my 30s and STILL don't own a car.  Second, anyone with a car in the neighborhood knows how hard it is to come by a parking space.  So how did this miniature a-hole with the smartest of all smart cars manage to snag such a piece of prime real estate?