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courtesy of ‘Chris Rief aka Spodie Odie’

Thanks to all of you who entered the WMATA Acronym contest. We had a tie amongst the authors for which acronym was funniest, and so we’ll be awarding two $10 farecards:

We Make Angry Teabaggers Angrier — John
Walk, Metro Ain’t Too Agreeable — DC in DC

Congrats!

‘Adams Morgan Day’
courtesy of ‘InspirationDC’

Guys, I love H Street. It’s true. I wasn’t sure how it could possibly improve, but then H St was like, how about live music, street food, urban art, and a blues guitar raffle? Yes, please. Tomorrow is the 2009 H Street Festival, which will be rocking your socks off from noon to 6pm on the 1000-1300 blocks of H St.

Other bonuses: my friend will be dancing with members of the Glade Dance Company and mobile vendor Curbside Cupcakes will make its debut! Now I’m just worried regular H St won’t be good enough, after this.

‘the favours’
courtesy of ‘Magalie L’Abbé’

So earlier this week I asked the very smart readers of We Love DC to settle an internal debate that’s been going on at Restaurant 3 over the sauce to be served with their Chicken and Waffles dish. I promised to remain neutral at the time, so as not to sway anyone, but am glad to see my fine readers are as intelligent as I thought they were. Maple syrup won by a LANDSLIDE, and I’m so pleased. You all have refined taste buds, and as a result Restaurant 3 will now be serving the dish the CORRECT way, with maple syrup! Everyone wins.

But actually, someone does win a bit more than everyone else – free dinner at Restaurant 3, to be exact, just for casting a vote. I used random.org to select a winner, and so CONGRATULATIONS, commenter #73, Snack Pig, you win free dinner for two at Restaurant 3! Plus, Snack Pig chose syrup, so they’re even better off, as they won’t be disappointed.

If you’re not Snack Pig and didn’t win, you can still go to Restaurant 3 and grab the Chicken and Waffles for $16. Restaurant 3 is located at 2950 Clarendon Blvd in Arlington, VA and is a stone’s throw away from the Clarendon Metro stop.

‘Autopsy’
courtesy of ‘SWP Moblog’

While it may not have the kind of comedy of mid-crime Facebook status updates, the National Museum of Crime&Punishment does have some neat exhibits like the America’s Most Wanted studio and all kinds of crime-fighting stuff, like the CSI kind of exhibit pictured above. And it’s got a half-off deal going if you’d like to skip out of work and head over – just say “lock up” and it’s $10 for adults rather than $20.

Or take advantage of the “6 after 6” deal for locals if you want to go in the evening. Flash your driver’s license showing  you live in DC, MD or VA and it’s $6 if you come in between 6 and 7. (They’re open till 8 but the website says no tix after 7…)

‘Fall Equinox – Moonrise – 9-4-09’
courtesy of ‘mosley.brian’

Now that everyone’s realized that DC is a great place for reality shows, action shows, and movies, someone has finally realized the potential for comedy gold here. I’m not talking about the hilarious antics of badge-weilding Hill interns or the jokes that come from the Metro (“Could it BE any more crowded?” That’s my Chandler impression, FYI).

No, according to Greg Malins, the guy behind “Friends,” among other things, the hilarity comes from newly elected members of Congress living together. Um, what? That’s what you came up with? He calls it Freshmen, and it’s set to air on ABC sometime soon. Call me crazy, but that does not sound like a winner to me. I don’t care if you do get input from Arianna Huffington for it. Thoughts?

‘Georgetown Cupcakes’
courtesy of ‘InspirationDC’

Finally a form of extended, ambulatory debauchery I can get behind: Cupcake Crawl this Saturday, starting at 9AM. Participants will sample cupcakes from 15 different bakeries (and are encouraged to split cupcakes with other participants so as to maintain their endurance/insulin levels).

The party starts at the Alexandria Farmers’ Market, then winds its way toward the city, hitting the Arlington bakeries, the DC cupcake specialists, and winding up at 2Amys for dinner. Not that you’ll want pizza after all that cake.

Bring. It. On.

‘Bye Metro!’
courtesy of ‘chrismar’

It’s well-known that highly public suicides tend to inspire others to take their own lives. People who were on the fence before get emboldened to take the step themselves when they hear about other folks doing it.

I presume that’s a factor in the rash of people throwing themselves in front of Metro trains that has continued today; an as-yet unidentified person has been struck by a train at the Columbia Heights station and the investigators believe it was a deliberate action by the deceased.

If you’re considering suicide and feel emboldened by this, I wish you’d seek help. If you won’t, however, would you please just go drown yourself or something? Something that doesn’t drag other people down into your hell. I cannot imagine the trauma felt by the train drivers who find themselves barreling down on a person, unable to stop, and who will then have to live the rest of their lives with having been an unwilling participant in the death of another.

Outside of the Union Station metro exit right now there is a man putting the finishing touches on a pretty banging chalk drawing and optical illusion. The sidewalk drawing, which the man said he designed himself by hand, makes it seem like there is an illuminated open precipice in the cement floor. The drawing is marred only by its purpose: namely to advertise for Buick. You can stand and peer through a lens which is curved such that it makes the 3-D illusion starker. If only talented artists like this weren’t working for the man. Can’t we just get art for art’s sake?

I will add, however, that I think this means that strange and somehow sketchy Colombia ad campaign is no longer resident.

‘Saya Originals in the WaPo’
courtesy of ‘wharman’

In a move guaranteed to make people say, “What? They hadn’t done that already?” the Washington Post and washingtonpost.com are getting ready to become- wait for it- the same damn company. According to the Washington Business Journal, the change will become effective on January 1, 2010.

Which means when I meet someone who works for the paper or for the website and make a remark about their work, they won’t say, “Oh, that’s the print guys. We don’t really work with them; we’re a separate company.” Which means I will no longer boggle insensibly at the folly of having two accounting departments, two IT departments, two HR departments, etc. No word on whether there will be any redundancy-related layoffs.

Farecard
Originally uploaded by tbridge

Our friend @RitaHayworth tweeted this morning that she wondered if that WMATA actually stood for “We Make Accidents, Terrible Accidents?” That got me thinking. What do you think WMATA actually stands for? Can you come up with some good ones? Best entry gets a $10 farecard purchased by yours truly.

‘Cops’
courtesy of ‘maxedaperture’

“Whoops – what are we going to eat today for lunch now?” is what some Arlington Police officers might be thinking this morning.

The Taco Carrito served up delicious tacos to Crystal City and Rosslyn lunch crowds – until yesterday – when they discovered they were too big. We received this notice from the Arlington taco cart:

Today, the Arlington Police came by the Taco Carrito, whipped out a tape measure and informed us that our cart was too long to operate in Arlington County. It was fun while it lasted. We will work on getting into DC or Maryland in the near future. Thank you to all of our customers and supporters!

Arlington’s loss may soon be DC or Maryland’s gain, literally. In the meantime, check out other food cart options in the area. Though we’re sure that will only help temporarily ease the pain of losing Taco Carrito.

‘First Purchase 1’
courtesy of ‘Tony DeFilippo’

Oh Hipster friends, today I weep for you. Today, it’s clear, you might have to get a real job if you want to continue to afford PBR. Why? Well, prices are going up again, which means that your craptacular irony beer of choice is going to set you back of that cash you’d reserved for a new V-neck undershirt. One of our authors assumed she’d hallucinated a $9/sixer cost for PBR on her recent trip to the store, and I’m sure that you probably just thought it was the remains of a bad trip.

Some bars in the area have you covered, though. I know that our favorite hangout, Science Club, has it on $3 Happy Hour (which runs most of the night there!) through the end of the month, so you’ve got some time to find that perfect gig to make the extra shekels to keep yourself cloaked in irony and crappy taste.