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Recapping the Weekend in Missed Connections: Overlooking That "want-free-red-bull-in-the-middle-of-the-day thing"
Let’s make some love.
Saw you at Summerscreen at McCarren – w4m – 24 (Williamsburg) – link
You left work a tad early last Wednesday, excited to snag a good spot for the first Summerscreen screening of the summer. Cusack wasn’t on yet (the film was Say Anything), so you went to grab a Sixpoint. You didn’t know it, but when you were in line, there was a girl behind you. She, the poster, is 24 and was wearing a blue and white romper with polka dots. Later, she sat directly in front of you during the movie. You left early, you dimwit, so she’s hoping for a second chance. [ed: related]
Bartender at M Shanghai Bistro – w4m – 27 (Williamsburg, BK) – link
Ah, bartender love. One of the perks of the job, right? Or maybe you don’t sleep with customers? Anyways, Mr. New Haircut, one of your customers at M Shanghai Bistro is pretty into you. She’s got long brown hair and, last time she was in, who knows how long ago, she wore a red dress. Doesn’t really narrow it down much, but if you play this right, you’re probably in!
Red Bull Girl – m4w – 25 (Williamsburg) – link
After losing your job in publishing last winter, you faced a difficult choice: move back in with your parents in Jersey or become a Red Bull girl in New York City. Sure, it was easy, but did you know the wings you were giving out might be Cupid’s? Some guy who bugged you for a can last weekend at Beacon’s Closet thinks you’re beautiful and wants to buy you dinner. Don’t hold that “want-free-red-bull-in-the-middle-of-the-day thing” against him.
Caitlin, we met at Blackbird Friday night. – m4w – 24 (Williamsburg, Brooklyn) – link
Hey Caitlin, you damn barstool thief, listen up. Remember that guy, Chris, at Blackbird on Friday who was acting all weird and left early? Yea, just your luck, he’s into you. What’s with these guys? In his defense though, he was sick. So maybe here’s to second chances.
Blonde Pinball Player at Satellite Lounge – m4w (Williamsburg) – link
You, lady of the night, playing pinball all alone at Satellite Lounge the other night. Some guy wants you to know you’re lovely. “Absolutely lovely.”
were you autistic or something? L train – m4w – 28 (williamsburg) – link
This could’ve been cute, but instead winds up being just plain offensive. You’re a cute white girl in the neighborhood who gets around with metal forearm crutches. On Saturday some guy told you “You can totally be anything you want in the world. You could even be our next black president.” Well, it’s America, and it’s time to get shitfaced and make love. Just don’t do it with this guy because he sounds like a pretty terrible human being.
tacos and tandem (kyle) – m4m – 25 (bushwick) – link
Hey Kyle, you bumped into the same guy at tacos and then later, Tandem, and now, he wants your digits. Keep your eyes peeled at the taco place. He’ll be there, dripping with sour cream.
Amanda at Dream Machine last night – m4w – 26 (Williamsburg) – link
Hey Amanda with the sexy dress: stop smoking! This poster just wants you to know he hates to see someone so beautiful slowly killing themselves. Cut it out.
Ladies and gentlemen, I write you today with esteemed honor, buoyed by an overwhelming sense of relief, as it’s breathlessly being reported by Eater that yes, there is now a fully functioning mechanical bull in Williamsburg.
We’ve made it. How we got this far without our frattier types rocking away their warm, sweaty nights on the hinds of history is beyond me. Where did all the cowboys go? It doesn’t really matter, as here is where they will go now: Viva El Toro, a new restaurant right next to Radegast. Eater got a quick look:
A pop in revealed a long bar with a few TV’s showing baseball to a sparse Monday night crowd. But that’s when it came into view. At the top of a small set of stairs was the machine that changed North Williamsburg forever. El Toro. A mechanical effing bull.
Please send all pictures of hipsters on bulls to our tipline. It’s what’s right for the country, the neighborhood, and you.
Recapping the Weekend in Missed Connections: A Lonely Heart, Another Fucking Hipster, and Love at Northside Fest
So many chances at love this past weekend, yet so many missed connections. The past few days have seen a surge in close encounters as Northside Festival-goers met eyes, hipsters bought iPads, and a man with a luscious beard rocked one lucky lady’s world. Here’s a quick recap of your weekend’s missed connections. Go forth and find your loves.
I Was Crying in McCarren, You Approached (WFM) – link
It’s warming to see kindness still exists in this sometimes cold-blooded city, as evident by this listing from a 20-year-old girl. She, the poster, found herself sitting alone, crying into her iPod on an otherwise joyful day in McCarren Park, when you approached and simply asked, “Are you alright?” She wasn’t, but your question helped her feel “a little less alone.” Nice job. Best the part is, your buddy answered her ad, writing, “I was sitting in the same group as the guy who approached you. All of us in that group has been in the same situation. We have all felt lost and alone. It’s a painful place to be. Keep your head up.”
“Portland” tattoo at Les Savy Fav (WFM) – link
Do you have a tattoo that says “Portland” on your right arm? Do you also work for the Northside Festival or L Magazine? Have you ever considered removing your right arm because of a “Portland” tattoo, which I think you should do? If so, you’re in luck! This poster is a girl who worked the festival as a photographer for an unnamed music publication. She thinks you’re adorable and wishes she said hello. Give her a shout and see what lies beneath the press badge. (more…)
Lazy-ass census workers covering Bedford-Stuyvesant, Bushwick, Greenpoint, and Williamsburg had until July 10th to survey approximately 97,000 households in the neighborhood, but they weren’t even cutting it close.
To try and make their numbers, Alvin Aviles and Sonya Merritt decided to use the internet to come up with 10,000 fake or incomplete names — and fudged their census reports. They were caught, fired, but now the U.S. Census Bureau’s all like, “Do over!”
“I want to stress that our highest priority is to get a complete and accurate count in 2010 for Brooklyn,” the bureau’s regional director told the Epoch Times. “While I regret [that] some of the work must be redone, I’m sure the people of Brooklyn share in the goal of getting this right.”
Perhaps the second time’s a charm. Williamsburg ranked dead last in the city earlier this summer for people returning their forms — which kicked off a round of idiotic press reports calling hipsters lazy, when in reality it was the hasidic community which chose not to participate.
With the first concerts at the Williamsburg Waterfront, Crestfest, and the fine vintage fashions of the Buffalo Exchange secreting just the right scent, hormones in Williamsburg reached a boiling point this past weekend. Here’s a quick recap of your missed connections, which range from a guy who checked out your pantyhose, an encounter at a port-o-potty, and some unprotected sex.
You Were Dancing On The Fire Escape Above S & B Restaurant on Bedford (WFM) – link
First off, this happened a few weekends ago, but poster wants to give it a try anyway. You: A dude, doing some dumb hippie ass bullshit like dancing on a fire escape. You yelled “Call me!” to …. the poster: A 21-year old girl who blew you a kiss while you were being a jackass. She wants to buy you coffee. I want to punch you in the neck.
You Giggled as I Walked By (M4W) – link
This one’s a total creeper. It’s got all the makings of a future crime: a peeper, vintage clothes, and a foot massage. You: Hit up Buffalo Exchange to get rid of some winter clothes to make space in that closet when you caught some guy staring at your pantyhose. Freaked out, you ignored…Poster: A dude, total sleazeball who quietly offered you a foot massage after staring at your legs. He’s shy, so move on unless you’re into ackward boners and guys who’ll creep out your friends.
Fun Buffalo Exchange Employee (M4W) – link
Here’s a cuter missed connection. You: An employee of Buffalo Exchange who was working Sunday afternoon. You asked about a guy’s silly t-shirt, and are adorable and seemingly fun. Poster: A dude, who unfortunately has a girlfriend. He does think you are fun and still thinks you guys should hang. He’s like, 25.
Port o Potty Gal (M4W)- link
This is pretty much perfect. Guy sees girl emerge from Port-o-Potty at the Waterfront during Band of Horses’ set. You, the girl, “aghast” at water dispenser being empty, high-fives guy who rinses your hands with beer. You two are meant to be. Here’s his dream scenario after you send him the email: “Dinner, at my place…the scent of exotic spices dances within your daintily shaped nostrils, while you enjoy a handmade cocktail of your choosing. We get caught up in the moment and alas! The food is burned! No matter, we walk to the corner market and pick up some beef jerky and a quart of coffee ice cream. After dinner, we roll a joint and have 3 hours of physical, energetic, reciprocal unprotected sex (i am clean and you would be on the pill, but not that scary one where you only get a period once every like 10 years).”
Boy with wildthings sleeve at crestfest (WFM) – link
You, a guy, were wearing a “Where the Wild Things Are” t-shirt at Crestfest when some girl told you it was awesome. She now would like to rip it off.
John, you cared for me outside Bembe (WFM) – link
Dude, class act. You: John, you’re from California and your parents make skateboards. Poster: She was sick outside Bembe, but you helped her get through it. She just wants to say thanks.
*Update: An earlier version of this post referred to all of this as “Casual Encounters” instead of “Missed Connections.” Whoops!