I jumped up to peek in the window a week or so ago, and nothing has been done - looks the same as several months ago when the hiring posters originally went up. Maybe the owners are having trouble finding the right pockets to stuff money into?

On the PATH page, you can't select Newark as a destination.

I think increased enforcement of existing stop signs makes way more sense than putting in new ones. Here's my master plan; can be adapted for any intersection but I'm using the one that affects me the most:

Step #1: Put plainclothes officer on foot at the corner of Wayne and Barrow

Step #2: Park patrol cruiser on Columbus at corner of Columbus and Barrow

Step #3: Every time a car rolls through the stop sign at Wayne & Barrow instead of coming to a complete stop (about 85% of the time), plainclothes radios to the patrol cruiser.

Step #4: Profit

Step #5: More $$ for more of this type of enforcement around downtown

Step #6: Downtown Jersey City develops a reputation amongst commuters as having some of the most draconian traffic enforcement around

Step #7: Commuters avoid downtown streets

Step #8: Downtown becomes much safer for pedestrians

Henrisuz,

I think I might be your neighbor. In any case, I've had a similar situation, with the couple downstairs from me fighting, sometimes for hours at a time, sometimes every night for weeks (but there are lulls of several months too). The woman's rapid-fire top-of-her-lungs angry rantings can last for hours, and it's mostly her voice finding its way up into my apartment (although I can also hear the man).

I have considered printing up a picture of Jerry Springer, along with the hotline for his show, and taping it to their door, just to send a message, but I think I'm above that (and it might be counterproductive in the end). I have also considered getting in touch with the property management company, as their antics are certainly a violation of the "quiet enjoyment" clause. But I feel that before complaining to the property management place, I should confront at least one of them directly, just to give them a chance to remedy their behavior without external intervention. It's just that it's a very awkward thing to have to do, and by nature I'm quite non-confrontational. I play my guitar loud on occasion, and I guess I consider a certain amount of noise audible from the neighbors as a sort of karmic balance - but I think my downstairs neighbors are pushing it...

I love the food at Taqueria, but was pretty bummed on Saturday night when I went in at 9:40 and was told that it was takeout only at that point. When I asked what time I had to be in by in order to eat in, they said 9:40, and I got the feeling that they weren't being entirely honest with me.

Taqueria seems like the kind of place that would profit by staying open until 11, especially Thurs-Sat.

When I lived in journal square, my internet connectivity got very splotchy in the winter, and I noticed that whether I had a connection or not seemed to correlate nicely with the outside temperature, suggesting that something that a connection was sufficiently loose such that contraction from the cold caused it to be broken.

I had at least four service calls to my place in order to fix the problem. Even though I was convinced the line was the problem, they insisted on replacing my cable modem several times. Finally, they sent a guy who was trained to deal with real cable issues, and he ended up stringing a new line across the street from the box on the pole to my apartment. I never had another connectivity issue after that.

Until recently, I had thought that people on this forum were blowing the Wayne St. issues out of proportion. As a fairly tall male, I've never had anyone on the street say or do anything that worried me - until last night.

My new girlfriend and I were walking home from the PATH, innocently holding hands. When we passed by Mirza's office on Wayne, one of the stoop creatures said something to the tune of "why do you have to ruin the night like that?" He beckoned us to stop and talk to him, but we kept on walking. Better to ignore unwanted behavior, dog-whisperer style.

WTF? We weren't dressed out of the ordinary or anything like that. Maybe when those guys see a pretty girl walk by they can't help but say something provocative, but it makes no sense to me.

I don't think we live in a truly dangerous neighborhood, but I'll be taking Columbus from now on if she's with me. Wish there was a solution to the problem, but I don't really see one.

I recently went to Dr. Paul Lustiger's office at Exchange Place (I know, not VVP, but if you have functioning legs the walk is no big deal). No complaints whatsoever, and the practice seemed to be very up-to-date.