Here we are honey-chile, heading into the Memorial Day weekend at top speed. And as if right on schedule the windy conditions that have been around the shoreline for almost two months finally gave out. Sweety, it was amazing how many days the winds around here were setch you sometimes felt you were gonna be knocked offen yore feet. But here we are, getting ready for summer.
Of course, the Mystick Maidens of the Marsh have determined they will spend the holiday along the Sandy Point area. Effen it’s good enuff for an award from the Audubon Society, it must be good enuff fer us. We were rejected, once again, in applying fer the parade. Some yokel in the Actors Colony said a bunch of old crones like us probably couldn’t make the route – there might be sumthin’ in that. We’ll still be at the parade. It wouldn’t be Memorial Day without it.
Interesting. That’s the only woid that comes to mind with the news that the Haven is (as of this scribing) on the verge of being a dedicated “special taxation district.” This was something that was foisted upon the city and state by the developers of the projeck as a way to pay off the debt, I imagine. Let’s say the state sales tax when the stores open over there is 6.5%. Well, the developers can add another percent or even two or more effen they had a hankering. It won’t be that much cuz that would be retail suicide. The hike will probably be a fraction of a percent or something like that. Effen it’s too much it’ll cut into the sales.
But, like I said, this little perk was nowhere in the cards when the projeck was foist announced in 2014. Methinks the developers kind o’ know with the decline in retail mortar-and-brick outlets, this might be the only way to recoup the investment. However, it wouldn’t be over the top to say that the whole deal is a bit of corporate sleight-of-hand. I hear-tell they made it know the projeck would be delayed – maybe a year or so – effen the taxation districk wasn’t approved. It got the go-ahead from one house of the General Assembly, and now awaits – at this writing – approval from t’other.
The city got its first-ever first-ever award. That award given to the city for its work at Sandy Point by way of the Audubon Society is the first one ever given out. Another town on the ocean side of Long Island got a similar award, but we are told from those in the know, that the city was the foist one. Nice to see that we can be first in something that isn’t political shenanigans or taxes or setch.
Some people may say that we’re making too much outta it, but as the Wag pointed out when he was here last week, in a place where the news always seems to be bad, ain’t it nice to have something positive coming from outside the community. I think that sums it up perty well. Let’s enjoy the fack we can do something right in some eyes and leave it at that.
Speakin’ of the Wag he’s kind of excited about the parade comin’ back. Y’see, he like most of us ole timers, thinks that a year has been taken outta our lives – maybe needlessly – by the powers that be, and now that we are gettin’ back to normal the parade is something that is a sign o’ that. No, he ain’t a Covid denier, jest one who thinks the entire thing was overblown – jest like Cobina.
But he’s really excited about the other parade that’s being planned in June. Evidently, the city is gonna have a boat parade to celebrate the centennial year. It’s really the foist setch event to mark the year, which is almost half over. Boat parades got very popular over the last year or two during the presidential campaign and now they seem to be the in-thing when planning a celebration.
The fack we’re a shore community should make it an interesting event. Like I said, the Wag is really excited about this. Hmmm. Maybe the Mystick Maidens of the Marsh can get a boat and join that parade!
Another sign of gettin’ back to normal is the fack the Actors Colony is opening up longer with new hours. For those not familiar, that’s our pet name for City Hall. Tennyrate, the new hours are fine and dandy, but Sammy Bluejay got another query.
Before the mother of all shutdowns, the basement of said City Hall housed the Chamber of Commerce and the DMV renewal office. That renewal office has been outta commission, and now we hear the equipment has been removed. What gives? They city gettin’ the office was made a big deal. Here we are a couple years later and it’s out? Maybe City Hall – or the thoid floor of same – should explain whatinhell is going on.
That was a very convenient place for some of us, and it did bring pedestrian traffic into downtown as well. Soooo, the query is what gives?
Effen yore confused, whilst the City Hall was open for city business on and off, the Chamber office and the DMV were not allowed to have their personnel in the building. Sooo, it’s been more than a year. Sammy is wonderin’ what is going on, and frankly, so is Cobina.
Nelly Nuthatch was in t’other day and sez that it seems most of the milling and pavin’ done around the berg has been perty much completed. Her traverses around town haven’t seen any new areas, though there might be some she ain’t seen. There were places that required some very judicious driving in one’s gassamobuggy. The raised manholes and storm drains were something to git around on the narrower roads. Effen you had a low clearance on your vehicle it could be a very serious problem effen you missed one or went too fast. Tennyrate, it seems like the bulk of it is over.
Meanwhile, Nelly did have some news about Beach Street. It seems a potential buyer is being courted to purchase the former Chick’s restaurant adjacent to Morse Park. We’re hearing a perty hefty purchase price, but who knows. Woid is – and we never knew this – the will of Chick Celentano indicated that the purchaser would NOT put a restaurant there, which is probably the reason the property was so long in changing hands – or, potentially changing hands.
The other fly in the ointment is the fack that the Beach Street length and breadth is up for raising the roadbed seven feet to eliminate the problems seen over there after hurricanes. As yew know the man-made beaches in these parts are prone to erosion, and the fed’ral government in its wisdom don’t allow the recovery of sand that is chewed up and spit into the water.
Seven years ago, the erosion was so bad pipes were exposed that could have been a biiiiggggg problem. The fack the plan is to raise the roadbed has been a stumbling block for some potential buyers who don’t want limited access for months on end whilst the projeck is completed. Remember the foist part of the projeck that raised the roadbed from Monahan Pace to Second Avenue took about a year to complete and raised havoc in the neighborhood.
We’ll see what happens, but the good news is someone is interested in the property. Now effen they could find someone for the former Debonair. That would be a real win-win.
And as a final tidbit, people in these parts are still wonderin’ who the GOP’s “mystery man” is. Back about a month ago, a story in the local papyrus indicated that the leadership of the GOP was courtin’ some candidate that is considerin’ running for the mayoralty in the next election. But there was some discussions going on that precluded the leadership from giving away who that persona might be.
Here we are a month later, and people are still wonderin’ what is what with the mystery candidate. Madame Olga tried to figger it out in her crystal ball, but there ain’t enuff info to go on. She is guessing that we really won’t know too much more until we git toward the July caucuses wherein the political parties chose their candidates, and we determine effen there’s a primary.
We know already that the Demmies are going to have a three-way race. Whilst herronner hasn’t announced, her campaign committee is supposedly working, and we know of John Lewis and Edward O’Brien, who have both announced. So, the real query is: are we going to have a primary in both parties?
That would be an interesting development for sure. We shall see what happens. Meanwhile, the guessing game of who the mystery candidate is will continue.
With that bit o’ chatter, I’ll close this time till next, mitt luff und kizzez,