tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87306446223057804852024-03-13T02:27:10.039-07:00Be the BQEBe the BQEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11621320435990191224noreply@blogger.comBlogger1200125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730644622305780485.post-41513252319572656632017-07-30T15:54:00.002-07:002017-08-10T05:45:22.071-07:00Exit Be the BQE<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The BQE, glimpsed across the New York harbor from the Staten Island ferry. Feels distant, in time as well as space. The replacement span of the new Kosciuszko Bridge has opened, and I haven't even driven across it. The old bridge, with its spectacular slow-motion views of Manhattan, will be dismantled piece by piece--not, as rumored, dynamited in one spectacular farewell show. At some point, work will (must? may?) begin on the "layer cake" of lanes under the Brooklyn Heights promenade. I will mostly, and gratefully, experience that as a spectator.<br />
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Be the BQE has taken more than a few detours and diversions and breaks since its first post in April 2011 (two years after Lawrence Weiner's <i>At the same moment </i>above). Now seems as good a time as any to call it a day. The boys in Research Bureau have moved on to other projects. Getting a line on Staten Island looks like a full-time job, and then some.<br />
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Thanks to all regular readers, and all visitors to the page, whether they meant to stop in or not. Watch out for the lane drops!Be the BQEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11621320435990191224noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730644622305780485.post-67445704047587497492017-06-26T07:20:00.000-07:002017-06-26T07:20:01.393-07:00Ghost Garage<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Still receiving mail, but the garage is long gone.<br />
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Grant Street, Staten Island.Be the BQEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11621320435990191224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730644622305780485.post-59670631605304023662017-06-24T06:13:00.002-07:002017-06-24T06:13:50.472-07:00Red Blue Red<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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An otherwise cookie-cutter Mobil station on Victory Blvd. at Manor Road adds some color on a gray day with its two mini Fiats and, I'm going to guess, '50's Nash coupe (or kit).Be the BQEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11621320435990191224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730644622305780485.post-84110188584109525012017-06-09T05:29:00.003-07:002017-06-09T05:29:22.201-07:00Pinhead on the PikeMoving always turns up odd artifacts. Going through some books to give away or sell, I came across this Zippy I'd clipped from the Boston Globe, probably sometime in the early 2000's ("you could look it up").<br />
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Route 82 in Norwich is also known as the Salem Turnpike. Yup, there is a Wal-mart there these days.Be the BQEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11621320435990191224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730644622305780485.post-84605051348843378702017-06-02T04:23:00.001-07:002017-06-02T04:23:46.399-07:00Turnbuckles off the Turnpike<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Quiet morning at the <a href="http://brownandperkins.com/">Brown & Perkins</a> loading dock in Cranbury, NJ. B&P is the place to go if you want soft rope, eye bolts and hoist rings, turnbuckles, chain buckles, shackles and more. Wholesale only, of course.Be the BQEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11621320435990191224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730644622305780485.post-70973346824272918012017-05-26T05:45:00.004-07:002017-05-26T05:57:21.726-07:00Tiresome ArtIf you've ever wanted to prowl around the upper floor of a century-old Manhattan garage, now's your chance. The Irish Arts Center is staging Enda Walsh's theatre installation, <i><a href="http://irishartscenter.org/rooms/index.html">Rooms</a></i>, in the second-floor storage space of Cybert Tire on Eleventh Avenue.<br />
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Eventually, the IAC will have the whole building as its new home, while Cybert's moves to a new home around the corner on 52nd St. For now, enjoy the well-trod wooden steps, the (empty) gumdrop dispensers, double-stacked radiators, the corner sink, and, yes, the smells of a century of rubber. The art is pretty good, too, if a tad depressing. But that's Ireland, right?<br />
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<br />Be the BQEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11621320435990191224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730644622305780485.post-57394382716364202582017-05-22T05:38:00.001-07:002017-05-22T05:38:20.502-07:00Sunrise at Snug Harbor<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The handsome Sunrise Automotive Center on Lafayette Ave., just off Richmond Terrace.<br />
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A plasticky CITGO station peeks out from around the corner.Be the BQEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11621320435990191224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730644622305780485.post-21632473194384197362017-05-13T05:34:00.003-07:002017-05-13T05:34:58.201-07:00Get Happy<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Another post from the grassy shores of the SIE. Somewhere there's a sad child or a denuded open house sign.Be the BQEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11621320435990191224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730644622305780485.post-52041131245765186852017-05-06T06:20:00.001-07:002017-05-06T06:20:23.504-07:00Future Tire<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The future takes a break on Narrows Road North, just off the SIE.Be the BQEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11621320435990191224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730644622305780485.post-59671583482664528212017-05-01T05:48:00.001-07:002017-05-01T05:48:07.115-07:00Gowanus Blue<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Heading the other way, across the Gowanus viaduct, I heard reports of delays at the new Kosciuszko Bridge span, as drivers adjust to new traffic patterns. Well, things should clear up by 2020 when the second span is open.Be the BQEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11621320435990191224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730644622305780485.post-49853986442462222772017-04-30T05:33:00.001-07:002017-04-30T05:33:49.611-07:00Distant Friends<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Saturday traffic on and off the BQE offered chances to catch up with some old friends. The flag on top of the Hamilton Ave. Asphalt Plant , the "R" sign in Red Hook, which according to <a href="http://lostnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2009/04/lost-citys-guide-to-red-hook.html">Lost City blog </a>used to belong to the paper goods maker, E.J. Trum.<br />
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<br />Be the BQEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11621320435990191224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730644622305780485.post-67878355398849312972017-04-28T06:46:00.001-07:002017-04-28T06:46:38.643-07:00Bridge It On<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Yesterday, the first of two replacement spans for the old Kosciuszko Bridge was opened to traffic. The original will be destroyed in July. In the front page story, the <i>Times</i>' David Dunlap described the old bridge as "deeply loathed." I object, sir. The bridge was not loathed, at least not by all drivers. In fact, it afforded one of the most beautiful views of Manhattan--once you achieved it. The new spans will be lower. Traffic will, god willing, move more rapidly across the Newtown Creek. Life may go, perhaps with fewer delays, but it will be just a little bit less interesting.Be the BQEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11621320435990191224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730644622305780485.post-1410175326599851432017-04-16T06:01:00.004-07:002017-04-16T06:01:57.856-07:00Downward Mobilitiy<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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There aren't too many busier spots on S.I. than North Gannon St. and Richmond Road, just off the expressway. I wonder why this Mobil station had to close.<br />
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A gasjockey's stool keeps a lonely vigil.Be the BQEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11621320435990191224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730644622305780485.post-49564553861907529282017-04-11T05:33:00.001-07:002017-04-11T05:33:08.351-07:00Wave Street<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The Sanitation Department's garage on Wave St. is an handsome building.<br />
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The signage around the door is a bit improvised, though, given that it's the department's sign shop.<br />
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Caught up with this vintage early 80s Camaro on the SI Expressway. The sponsor is Routine Patrol Coffee. The boys in the Research Bureau were tracked down the company on Facebook, begun by Marc Cosentino, a police officer and restaurant owner in search of the "perfect cup of coffee."<br />
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He seems to have a good sense of humor. Note the doughnut on the dash.... (And no cupholders.)Be the BQEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11621320435990191224noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730644622305780485.post-77058969473813250542017-04-03T04:57:00.003-07:002017-04-03T04:57:25.784-07:00Castleton is AutotownA cluster of auto repair shops on Castleton Avenue on the North Shore. Half Price Mufflers is the big dog.<br />
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But don't miss My Repair Shop next door, and George's Auto squeezed in on the left.<br />
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A good place to buy a used RV, a vintage early 70s Mustang, an LTD, or a Rolls.<br />
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Be the BQEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11621320435990191224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730644622305780485.post-30230117858727298052017-03-31T06:02:00.001-07:002017-03-31T06:02:10.624-07:00No Revival?Another garage for sale. The CC&R II garage on Richmond Road near Forest Avenue is on the block.<br />
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Looks like the original (I suppose) one-bay brick building is in better shape than the addition.Be the BQEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11621320435990191224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730644622305780485.post-52445932635672958142017-03-25T06:49:00.001-07:002017-03-25T06:49:58.911-07:00New Morning Newark<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Off Route 21. Can't quite make out what animal is stuccoed above the bays. A bulldog? Sheep?Be the BQEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11621320435990191224noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730644622305780485.post-40695891816376537202017-03-20T06:08:00.001-07:002017-03-20T06:08:22.950-07:00Early Sunday Afternoon<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This row of housetops glimpsed in passing from the BQE has always reminded me of Edward Hopper's <i>Early Sunday Morning </i>(1930).<br />
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<br />Be the BQEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11621320435990191224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730644622305780485.post-63164766174807047402017-03-17T05:09:00.002-07:002017-03-17T05:09:27.880-07:00Unswerving Stadiums<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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There's a shop called Yoga and Melody on Richmond Road in Staten Island. Stopped at the light nearby, it took a while to make out the third claims on its awning. "Calm Strength" (check) and "Inner Peace" (check) were easy but ... "Unswerving Stadiums"? "Unserving Studiousness"? Didn't sound quite right. It turns out to be "Unwavering Steadiness." That seems like a good thing to strive for in icy weather.<br />
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Early spring or late winter? Either way, a cold clear sky leaving the NJ Turnpike.Be the BQEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11621320435990191224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730644622305780485.post-43955089010580155692017-03-09T06:07:00.002-08:002017-03-09T06:07:50.226-08:00Trophy Santa<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Across from our last nameless garage, on Van Duzer, is a weatherbeaten but unbowed Santa. Wired to the fence next to Daisy's Trophy World, he's been there at least since the fall. With snow in the forecast for Friday, he may know something we don't...<br />
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Be the BQEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11621320435990191224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730644622305780485.post-7725208590953518432017-03-05T14:32:00.002-08:002017-03-05T14:34:19.438-08:00The Little Garage That Couldn't<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Another one-bay wonder for our series, Garages of Staten Island. This one sits on Van Duzer Street, not far from the excellent Craft House bar. From the spray paint on the overhead door and sign, it looks as if the garage is not only out of business, but someone wants to erase its memory as well. The Research Bureau was able to track down the obliterated name, and the reviewers were not good. Let's give the owners the dignity of anonymity here.<br />
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The cutout in the construction site fence suggests that big things may be on the way. Is there any chance our little garage will survive another decade?<br />
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On Presidents Day, with almost zero fanfare, the first two elevated lanes of the Bayonne Bridge opened to traffic. The new lanes are 64 feet higher than the original roadway, which will eventually be removed, allowing for taller container ships to pass through on their way to the Port of Newark.<br />
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The high lanes do mar the beautiful balance of line bisecting parabola of the original design. On the other hand, it is fun to drive.<br />
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Photos: F. SomekiBe the BQEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11621320435990191224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730644622305780485.post-27794176505520209732017-02-20T15:22:00.003-08:002017-02-20T15:24:13.373-08:00Mobile Chloë<span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>The New York Times</i> gets in on the garage and gas station action. In this<i> Style Magazine</i> (February 19) <a href="https://www.nytimes.com/2017/02/10/t-magazine/chloe-sevigny-home-connecticut.html?_r=0">piece</a>,<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333;"> Chloë</span> Sevigny revisits her childhood haunts in and around Darien, Connecticut. Here she is strolling across the Mobil station in New Canaan, "where she and her driver's license-less friends would get dropped off and hang out." </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">From the photograph, the location seems to be Kean's Corner Mobil, a 24-hour gas station and convenience store on South Avenue. The Gulf garage just down the street, whose sign you can see peeking through the trees, appears to be closed. </span><br />
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