SHAPE UP – LOOK SHARP

2001 Unisex Hair Cut

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HIT-N-RUN

Disturbing story from Prospect Avenue (Under the Seeley Street Bridge)

Hopefully someone knows something.

The father, who asked that his name be withheld for privacy reasons, said that shortly after 6 p.m. on Aug. 8, his daughter was riding her bike down Prospect Avenue between the Seely Street bridge and Vanderbilt Street when she was struck by a car, sending her flying off her bike and knocking her unconscious. The car then fled the scene, he said.

http://patch.com/new-york/windsorterrace/windsor-terrace-dad-says-prospect-ave-hit-run-left-his-daughter-concussion

Red

Hoops135@hotmail.com

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RENT, RENT, RENT

The Cullen’s, from 175 Windsor Place are renting an apartment in their lovely home. I recently was poking around at some of the prices in the neighborhood.

175 Windsor Place

All I can do is shake my head at what people are asking.

 

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY WILT

This photo was taken outside Bishop Ford – The Lakers practiced there during the Finals against the Knicks.

Wilt outside Bishop Ford

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MUNGO JERRY

In the summertime when the weather is hot
You can stretch right up and touch the sky
When the weather’s fine
You got women, you got women on your mind
Have a drink, have a drive
Go out and see what you can find
Boy dribbling outside schoolyard
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PUT A GUN AGAINST HIS HEAD

If you are following the Olympics (and I know you are) you know about the story on USA swimmer Ryan Lochte (I’ve never heard of him before) Sorry, not a big swimmer. I almost drowned once when I was like six.  But I do know Michael Phelps, who doesn’t?

Anyway, Lochte says he was held up and had a gun pointed at his head. Or pressed against his head. There’s speculation as to whether the story is legit?

Who cares?

On the other hand, yours truly DID have a gun pressed to his head back in the day.

Card store on 9th ave

As a teenager I worked at Key Food on month avenue.  One night while we were getting ready to close up shop I was sweeping by the front counter.  Max, one of the owners was pulling the cash from the register.   At this time, I noticed two guys walk in the front door.  These guys looked suspicious.

All of a sudden I heard them screaming for us to get down on the ground.

I was like, “SHIT!” It’s a stick up.  I had seen this kind of scenario in the movies but now I was part of it.

FUCK!

Where’s Adam-12 or Dan-O from Hawaii Five-O when you need them?

I’d even take Starsky and Hutch, or even Baretta to come crashing through the doors.

But this wasn’t Hollywood, this was the real deal.

I put my broom down gently and dove on the floor like I was going for a loose ball in basketball.

I had thoughts of whacking one guy but then his partner probably would have splattered my brains all over the walls.

Without looking up I could hear them talking in Spanish. I had no idea what they were saying.

They were behind the counter snatching the cash from Max.  Just when I thought they were done, one guy comes over to me, bends down and looks me in the eye.

“DON’T GET UP UNTIL WE ARE GONE, WHITE-BOY!”

His breathe reeked of booze.

I was now face-to-face with the guy and out of the corner of my eye I saw his gun.  It actually looked fake, sorta like the shiny steel colored ones kids play cops and robbers with. For all I knew he could have bought it in Rae and Otto’s?

All kinds of shit raced though my head.

Was he going to blast my head off and watch it roll down the aisle.  Was he going to shoot me in the leg, the ass?

FUCK!

Why did I come to work today?

You never wanted to see officer Doyle from the seven-two  but right about now I was praying he would walk in.

The fuck with the gun spared my life but winds up snatching a gold chain off my neck that my girlfriend Maureen had bought me for my birthday.

After what seemed like an hour, I finally got up off the ground when I heard Max calling the police.  I walked to the front door to take a peek out onto the avenue.

“STEVEN, STAY INSIDE!” Max screamed at me while I looked out the window.

Deep down I wanted to chase the scumbag and get my chain back.

But Max was right, so I stayed inside.

Red

Hoops135@hotmail.com

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I AM WOMAN…

Okay sports fans. It’s time to help. This is a great cause. LET’S GO!
The 8th Annual Brooklyn ®T.E.A.L. Walk/ 5K Run, NYC’s largest event spreading awareness and raising money specifically for ovarian cancer.
PROSPECT PARK BANDSHELL (9TH STREET AND PROSPECT PARK WEST)
SATURDAY SEPTEMBER 16, 2016
8AM – 1PM
TEAL LOGO
Participants of our Brooklyn ®T.E.A.L. Walk/Run include survivors, caregivers, families, friends and the general public who come together to raise awareness of and promote a cure for Ovarian Cancer. We celebrate those who’ve battled the disease during our ®T.E.A.L. Survivor Ceremony.
Throughout the day, there is entertainment along with educational booths and fun activities for the whole family. Thousands of people participate in this amazing event. The 2.5 mile Walk is non-competitive, but the 5K Run is timed so that winners can be announced.
This event is rain or shine!
Regular Registration (7/15-9/2): $35
Late Registration-Not Recommended (Day of Event): $40
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