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photo of Hutch, a lab we’re going to pick up and bring home!

In early April, another Badass Brooklyn Animal Rescue coordinator, Ms. Lo Lankford aka the crafty southern fox behind CraftFoxes, and I are renting a van and heading down south to Alabama to pick up 11 dogs that were destined for doggie death row and bring them back to Brooklyn to find forever homes. 

NYTimes says, “Danielle Maveal and her pup, Myrtle, wearing a collar sewn with rosettes, board the ferry from India Street, a potholed commercial row in Greenpoint, Brooklyn, to head down the river to Ms. Maveal’s job at Etsy, in Dumbo.

It is Myrtle’s first day on the water, too.

She’s adapting to all these different modes of transportation, Ms. Maveal says. I’m taking her to Germany in September, so she’ll ride a plane.”

willystaley says:

Oh hey, NYT live blog of the new East River Ferry, good job finding the most outrageous Brooklyn stereotype imaginable! A girl who works at fucking Etsy and has named her puppy — who she brings to work with her, at fucking Etsy — after a fucking street in Brooklyn. Oh yeah, and she’s going to Berlin this summer to hang with her friends from Bard who have this, like, AMAZING place in Kreuzberg. I’m sure she’s a nice lady, but JESUS.

I, for one, have met an important deadline and plan on spending my day in Manhattan skateboarding because I’ve been in front of this stupid thing for the past few days. I’m gonna take the goddam East River Ferry just so that on the outside chance that I see that reporter, I can feed her outrageous lies about my lifestyle. I will have a skateboard with me, so this is somewhat limiting, but here are my ideas:

-I am actually heading home to my East Village skater pad after a crazy two-day bender that started at The Jane Hotel and ended at a secret party under the Autumn Bowl in Greenpoint. I’m way hungover, plus I need to go to The Cabin Down Below — “Are they open at noon?” he asks me, from behind his sunglasses — to pick up my iPhone, which I left there when Chloe Sevigny hustled me into a cab. 

-I am actually the child of Williamsburg Hasidim, and a practicing Hasid myself. I just look like this because I don’t see the need for all the quasi-occult-seeming centuries-old trappings that go along with it — “Why should Hasidim alienate themselves any further from mainstream society?,” he tells me after refusing to shake my hand. I own and (sort of) operate 33 multifamily buildings in Bed-Stuy and Bushwick. Also, I occasionally DJ at Trash Bar.

-I am actually an actor hired by a viral marketing firm hired by Vita Coco to try to talk up the hydration benefits of coconut water to skateboarders at Tompkins Square Park. I do not know how to skateboard.