The fellow who was terrorized by old people during the Tribeca Film Festival

The Tribeca Film Festival ended Sunday...





Anyway, I was sitting at the Grassroots the other day. And this young fellow started talking to his drinking partner about how much he hated the Tribeca Film Festival. Specifically because he lived on Third Avenue near the Loews Village VII where some of the films were showing. He complained about sidewalk congestion. People screaming for cabs at night. Idiots paying no mind to their surroundings while texting/talking. Couples arguing about whether his/her spouse remembered to bring the tickets. That kind of thing.

Mmm-huh.

The perceptive drinking partner asked how this was different from any other Thursday/weekend night.

"These people were old."

Possibly unrelated! As Daily Intel reported, "500 New York Police Department barricades were used throughout the Festival."

Did anyone else hear any TFF horror stories?

Realtors are getting really creative in describing their available apartments

On Third Avenue near Ninth Street.
What is this, 2004? When you put up an apartment for rent sign in the East Village and 25 people are lining up to move in...

And then there was one (within 100 yards or each other)

Sunday morning:




Monday afternoon:



"This is a dream come true."

Meanwhile, yesterday, Starbucks unveiled its new online Global Responsibility Report, which states that the company wants to have a recycled cup available by 2012 and to have all its cups be reusable or recyclable by 2015. (Via Starbucks Gossip -- "Monitoring America's Favorite Drug Dealer")

A little creativity outside a Duane Reade

On Third Avenue and 10th Street.

Hea thyself*

The folks behind Hea, which opened last September, must have spent a fortune renotvating the former bodega/nail salon housed next to the Toll Bros. tower on Third Avenue at 13th Street. Now, Hea is closed for "renovation."



* Man, that's one bad headline.

I sense that Robin Raj gets a new upstairs tenant

A clairvoyant! Chakra balancing! At 114 Third Ave.

For the complete EV Grieve mini-series on Robin Raj, please click this.

A Bodhi Tree grows on Third Avenue

Our former little Taco Bell on Third Avenue near 11th Street is all grown up now, almost ready to become a Thai place called Bodhi Tree.



Previously on EV Grieve:
From tacos to Thai on Third Avenue

PS
One cannot mention the name Bodhi without paying tribute to the greatest Bodhi of them all, Patrick Sawyze in Point Break.

Among his wisdom:

-- "100% pure adrenaline!"
-- "Goddamn! You are one radical son of a bitch!"
-- "If you want the ultimate, you've got to be willing to pay the ultimate price. It's not tragic to die doing what you love."
-- "I know Johnny. I know you want me so bad it's like acid in your mouth. But, not this time."
-- "Life sure has a sick sense of humor, doesn't it?"
-- "Yo, Johnny! I see you in the next life!"
-- "Fear causes hesitation, and hesitation will cause your worst fears to come true."

At home as it is in the tavern

At the all-new Robin Raj at 114 Third Ave. near 14th Street.

A doll's eye view of Third Avenue

I now feel as it is my civic -- and moral -- duty to keep you up-to-date on the wall space on Third Avenue near 12th Street. After a few weeks of a blank wall, we have a new (creepy as fuck) ad.



Previously on EV Grieve:
Off the wall

Scaffolding finally comes down at Third Avenue and 13th Street

This scaffolding was up for at least two years.





Last spring, Cafe Deville and Cosmic Cantina were named two of the worst outdoor tables at Eater. (Be sure to read comment No. 11.)

(Bottom photo via Eater)

Previously on EV Grieve:
But of course!

Off the wall

I'm always rather surprised to see the side of the building free of ads here along this stretch of Third Avenue near 12th Street...Been empty for at least a week since "The Pink Panther Part Duh" banner came down...




This is always prime ad space too. A short history of the wall from 2008...







Previously on EV Grieve:
Where are all the ads?

Because nothing says "I love you honey" this Valentine's Day more than a Carmen Electra stripper's pole

At Ricky's, Third Avenue near 14th Street.

Comings and goings: Third Avenue and Ninth Street

East Village Photo at 35 Third Avenue recently lost their lease and moved...



The store is empty...save, curiously enough, for the rack of NYC postcards.



So this means the corner store on Third Avenue and Ninth Street in the building that houses NYU's Alumni Hall dormitory is available...FroYo anyone? (Just guessing -- seems reasonable, eh?)

Also, we noted a few weeks back that M Sonii, the vintage-y, knicknack-y store at 220 E. Ninth St. near Third Avenue, was closing...appears now they have found a new location...just a few blocks away...



According to a commenter, the Sonii space is owned by the people who run the parking garage next door...and they were looking for a hefty rent increase.

Lux life

Third Avenue near Ninth Street. From the Times obituary (via Stupefaction):

Lux Interior, who introduced the excitement of deviant rockabilly to the punk era as the lead singer of the Cramps, died early Wednesday in Glendale, Calif. He was 62.
The Cramps were founded in New York around 1976 by Lux Interior (born Erick Purkhiser in Stow, Ohio) and the guitarist Poison Ivy (Kristy Wallace) with a distinct musical and visual style. As connoisseurs of seemingly all forms of trashy pop culture from the 1950s and ’60s — ranging from ghoulish comic books to Z-grade horror films to the rawest garage rock — they developed a sound that mixed the menace of rockabilly’s primitivist fringe with dark psychedelia and the blunt simplicity of punk.

Also at Stupefaction, Karate Boogaloo has a link to a podcast of a radio show Lux Interior did back in the summer of 1984.

Robin Raj finally makes the move, though there's no sign of the cartoon ham

We finally have some closure on one of the most important news stories of our lifetime(s): Robin Raj has now move into their comfy new digs at 114 Third Ave.



Meanwhile, in one of those good news/bad news scenarios, the RR honchos saw fit to continue with their cartoon food motif. Good!:




Bad: Unfortunately, though, there was no sign of our our favorite food toon: the delightful ham. Sadly, the sign featuring the ham (or is that beef? Whatever!) still sits neglected at their old location two doors down at 14th Street.



Click here for one of the 4,500 previous Robin Raj posts on EV Grieve.

Pandering to hipsters: This ad must have been a hoot back during the initial pitch

Spotted on Third Avenue near 11th Street. I mean, if you're in this target demographic, are you supposed to find this cute? "Oh, ha ha, they totally get me. When I have to move, I'm totally calling these guys!" Meanwhile, why would this appeal to anyone else in the rest of the population?



And why is it so Brooklyn specific? What if you want to move from, say, the Lower East Side to Chelsea?




Two uses of ironic! T-shirts and facial hair!



Resolve daddy issues? And ensure speedy blogging in your new co-op/loft/art space? Um, OK. Man, they nailed us!

Check out BoweryBoogie's take on this annoying campaign.

From tacos to thai on Third Avenue

Been keeping my eye on 58 Third Ave. near 11th Street, former home to the worst Taco Bell in America.* Seems as if the spot was vacant for eons.



I thought it was that inexpensive "for rent" sign with the handwritten phone number that made it look El Cheapo. What, you throwing a garage sale or do you want to do some business? Then TWO new signs were added!



Anyway! Those signs must have done the trick! The plywood went up last fall...now something called Thai Bodhi Tree is coming to this spot.



They'll be going before the CB3 SLA & DCA Licensing Committee
Monday for a beer and wine permit.

* blanket statement.

P.S. Bodhi? Like Patrick Swayzeeee in Point Break?

But of course!

Ha! on me. Jill nailed it in her comment on my post last Wednesday, "Hope for the Hudson's sign?"

No it can't be. You are falling into their trap of believing and hope for the future. Don't do it!

To which I responded:

Ha! You're right Jill! Bet they wait until the end to paint it...crushing all my silly hope!

A quick recap:

Was boohooing the other day about the faded Hudson's Army-Navy Store sign getting painted over during the renovation at 103 E. Third Ave. at 13th Street.



Well, maybe the sign will live...? The last time I looked, the painting had continued on the front of the building. The old sign had been spared...so far. Can it be?



And now...ta-da!



They were just toying with me! I fell into their trap of believing and hoping for the future...

Hope for the Hudson's sign?

Was boohooing the other day about the faded Hudson's Army-Navy Store sign getting painted over during the renovation at 103 E. Third Ave. at 13th Street.



Well, maybe the sign will live...? The last time I looked, the painting had continued on the front of the building. The old sign had been spared...so far. Can it be?

Eliza Dushku's nipples continue to show up all over the East Village

Posters for Nobel Son -- the dark-comic crime thriller that opens Friday with Alan Rickman, Eliza Dushku and Danny DeVito, anong others -- seem to be everywhere in the neighborhood. These were on Houston just a few hundred feet from each other.




However, for the full-on effect, you need to see the poster draped on the side of a building, such as here on Third Avenue and 12th Street.




For some reason I'm reminded of this scene from National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation: