An art party on Dupont isn’t a good art party until the first bad cross-dresser* shows up.
Truth.
Sorry guys, no pictures. Don’t want to embarrass anyone. But it was a pretty good party.
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By Wayan
Yep, Christmas is here. You might count it at Black Friday, or even December 1st. But not I.
I count Christmas when the tree goes up in my office building lobby. When I am faced with tinsel and lights way too early in the morning.
And this morning, this is what I saw, the tree going up. Christmas. here.
Merry Christmas folks. Now get out there and shop.
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By Wayan
Do you feel like a drone some days? The buzz gone from your work? The hive too busy to for joy?
Then stop and be soothed by smoke, nip a bit of pollen, and check out the skills of a local production crew this evening. Check out bee porn.
Yep, you read that wiggle right. Bee porn.
Tweak your antennae to the National Geographic Channel for the debut of “Explorer: Killer Bees” – with the bee porn filmed in DC and animated by a supermodel I know.
Best yet, here’s a little tease, her “honey shot”
Now that’s a fun way to make nectar!
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By Don
The yuletide is high and Santa probably will be too. Yep, it’s time for Santarchy yet again. After running across them every year since I’ve moved here, I’m finally going to join the festivities. And it sure looks festive from the outside, let me tell you. So suit up and be at the meeting place at 1pm this Saturday, prepared to sing along with such gems as “Let it Flow,” “Away on a Bender,” “Police Navidad” and “A Santa’s Life for Me.”
Ho Ho, Ho Ho, a Santa’s life for me.
We pillage and plunder, we rifle and loot.
Drink up me Santas, Ho Ho.
We kidnap and ravage and don’t give a hoot.
Drink up me Santas, Ho Ho.
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By Wayan
Do not think the DC baseball stadium is fiction. Do not believe there is wait. Do not dream of altering its course.
The stadium is here, rising up from Southwest DC, just south of the Navy Yard Metro Station. Rising up slowly but inexorably towards completion.
The stands are growing up, out every day. The field, still a pit, gives a berth for cranes and workers. Yet, you can feel the view.
It will be grand, it will face north, you will see the Capitol. Or you may not. Tickets will not be free, food, drink will not be cheap. Money, much of it, you will need.
Me, I’ll just enjoy the view, the construction view as the stadium rises up.
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By Don
You find people with an interest in sex at any old happy hour. Hell, pretty much everyone you meet has an interest in sex – just maybe not in having it with you. If your taste is a little more leather than it is vanilla, however, you might want to join the Dark Odyssey Happy Hour on Thursdays in Dupont.
The Dark Odyssey folks are the ones who run the Summer Camp around September and the Winter Fire event in (wait for it) winter. They decided they wanted “to give people a way to meet and have fun the other 50 weeks of the year” so they started having this happy hour. This isn’t a trolling event – at least not any more so than any other time a group of people get together for a drink – it’s a place for sex-positive folks to talk to others who share their somewhat alternative tastes.
So if you’re in that scene or interested in it you might want to stop by. I’m not sure there’s anything you could be into that would be more abnormal than $3 drink specials in Dupont, however.
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By Tom Bridge
I remember visiting London a few years back, and being amazed at the quality of the musicians that played in the Underground. Here in DC, the best I could get was the guy who played the Chinese violin on a cheap tinny amp at the top of the escalator at Metro Center. The guy was just awful. Well, perhaps things are going to get better in the not distant future.
WMATA is considered allowing artists approved, and paid, by local arts councils at what is likely to be 25 of Metro’s 86 stations, from the months of April through October, and generally during lunch and evening commutes.
I welcome the idea of good music in the Metro, I just hope they’re ready to cope with the acoustical nightmare that is most Metro stations.
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By Max
Wow, if this isn’t a postcard shot of DC, I don’t know what is. Mr. Eye Captain has done himself proud with this surreal shot of the Capitol Building. It almost makes you forget what happens behind those closed doors. It’s as if the structure is floating in a sea of fruity sherbert, or sorbet, depending on how fancy you want to get. Talk about being in the right place at the right time! I wish I would have been there with my camera gear in tow.
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By Don
Frederick native ‘jeddywq’ has a unique marketing methodology – “Please bid. If I have to list this again I’m moving the PS3 box in the photo,” his auction says. He’ll even come to your home. “For an additional fee, I will deliver the PS3 in a full Santa suit with appropriately dyed beard and hair to anywhere in the continental US between December 19th and 23rd. I suppose if the fee is high enough, I would be willing to deliver the PS3 as pictured.” Being in convenient driving range, we DCites have an advantage in making this affordable.
Then again, if you’re worried about affordable, why are you spending over $1000 on something with a list price of $600 anyway?
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By Tom Bridge
Gannett Newspapers have begun to hire “Mobile Journalists” that they have nicknamed “mojos” are part of their desire to have an ever increasing number of “hyper-local” stories for their websites and print mediums. These mojos are covering local events and doing local human interest stories with their laptops, digital cameras and audio recorders.
Now. Let’s replace some words with their synonyms and see how this reads.
Metroblogging has begun to recruit writers that they have nicknamed “bloggers” as part of their desire to have an ever increasing number of “hyper-local” stories for their websites. These bloggers are covering local events and doing local human interest stories with their laptops, digital cameras and audio recorders.
Reads pretty much the same, don’t you think? Gannett is using bloggers, essentially, to write their local news, which is fairly sweet. They’re also using community involvement to “crowdsource” their investigative reporting, which is fairly standard for modern online media, but certainly something new for the print media. Perhaps Wayan’s elegy for Marc Fisher is far more true than ever we imagined?
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By Tom Bridge
When Bebo Trattoria opened in October, they were short the kitchen gear and staff to run their amazing panini machines, and so the famous Roberto Donna sandwiches were not available. This morning, in my email box, my wishes for a pork shoulder sandwich were answered:
“Chef Roberto Donna’s Popular Panini Sandwiches Are Back!
Panini Sandwiches and more will be available for carry out or dine at the bar
Monday-Friday from 11:30 a.m. – 2:30 p.m. at Bebo Trattoria starting Today!”
Yeah, it means schlepping to Crystal City, but pork shoulder sandwiches for $6.25? Beats Subway every day of the week and twice on Sunday.
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By Wayan
Look at the calender – we’re in December already which means its 30 days or less to Smoke Free DC!
Ah, to say goodbye to the stale smoke-filled air of your favorite dive.
Particulate that the Surgeon General himself says:”is a serious health hazard that can lead to disease and premature death in children and nonsmoking adults.”
Stink that once gone, may reveal other odors. No matter, those new smells at least don’t kill. And come January, bars and clubs will be a whole new thrill.
Now I can wear styling clothes, fancy threads that need not smoke-smell killing dry cleaning after one use. I can breathe deeply the perfume of a passing supermodel.
I can live large at my own risk – not worried that my bar-top neighbour will kill my lungs. No it is just me killing my brain cells and damning my liver – not yours or you to mine.
Get ready to rejoice DC, this is what our New Year will bring; Smoke Free DC!!
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By Wayan
What better task to accomplish early on a Sunday than an Ikea run?
Do not say “sleeping in” or “bloody mary brunch”. Those are for lazy people.
Those that take shopping seriously start before Ikea even opens. Armed with a list and new ideas from the showrooms, its buying time at 10am sharp.
Done by noon, this is the right way to Ikea.
Update: Even Ikea agrees – get your shop on at 10am!
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By Wayan
How is this for a traffic jam – a limo jam at the White House this afternoon around 2pm.
I don’t know what was up, but it wasn’t Presidental. No cops, no Suburbans full of Secret Service, not a flashing light to be seen.
Nor were these black limos seen long. Each drove a different direction as they left, all absorbed into a limo concentration that suggested something big just went down.
Were you cool enough to be in the know?
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By Don
Sheesh, what’s wrong with you Capitol Hill residents? A beautiful blue-sky clear day and you’re almost all at home. How do I know? Because there’s not a single @#$%^&*(*&^%$ parking space within 5 blocks of Eastern Market. Yeah yeah, blah blah metro blah blah public transport. My keister – even if 50% use public transport (and I’ll eat my warm knit hat if it’s that high a usage) the other half would have driven somewhere – and given me somewhere to park my behemoth extended-body Ford E250 (lovingly nicknamed “big red”) once I’ve unloaded all our mirrors at the market.
All of you failing to conduct your lives in ways that are convenient for me are hereby on notice. I do appreciate your fun little street garden decorations though
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By Max
I’m a sucker for patterns, what can I say? Whether they’re man made or a product of nature, they always make for interesting photography. Flickrite LR_DC has taken what most train travelers would have passed by without notice and turned it into a black and white masterpiece. I love the symmetry, the patterns within patterns, as well as the underlying simplicity of this photograph. The exposure is dead on so as not to overexpose the skylights. My only critique would be to sharpen up the lines with Photoshop, and maybe not crop the bottom edges, but otherwise I love it.
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By Wayan
Only in Washington DC would you have this cultural mash up: a Chinese bellydancer at a Benin fundraiser.
No, I do not know why there was a bellydancer at a Benin fundraiser, the two do not have anything in common that I know of.
Nor do I know why the bellydancer, usually associated with Mediterranean peoples, was Asian.
But when asked by a Russian friend how this mash up could happen, I knew there was only one answer:
“Welcome to DC!”
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By Don
Ewww, that’s not what I meant. Stop smirking, you perv.
No, I mean the Capitol Weather Snow Lover’s Crystal Ball! Tom linked to their advisories earlier but made no comment of this stalwart feature’s return.
Now you already know that I loves me some Capitol Weather, but the Snow Lover’s Crystal Ball has to be my second-favorite little highlight on the site (right behind the wonderful confidence meter). I don’t know where y’all hail from, but I grew up in a town where it has snowed once.
Let me assure you that there was no accumulation. So having lived in a more northern climate for only five years, I still get a goofy smile when the snow starts falling. The return of Cap Weather’s snow predictor means it’s that time again and just the sight of that indicator of the possibility is enough to bring a smile to my face.
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By Tom Bridge
Well, the weather advisories are out for today, and in essence, they say “Batten down the hatches, it’s about to get insane outside.” Specifically the text I received says: Please secure loose items and watch for flying debris. So, when you’re out this afternoon, don’t even bother with the umbrella unless it’s made of cast iron, it’ll just become a projectile in the storm. Thunderstorms, high winds, flying debris, it’s all part of the forecast for today.
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By Wayan
How did this shoe come to be here, at the corner of Connecticut and R Streets NW? Why was it there late on a Thursday night?
Did it fall off on a sprint for the 42 Bus? Was it removed to beat an offender? Is this the fate of a blister-maker?
What do you think happened? How do you envision its arrival on this traffic cone? The comments section awaits.
Best answer wins a Metroblogging Japan T-Shirt because we’re not cool enough yet to have pure DC swag.
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