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Come to the ExtravaCATza! event.

This is the prime time to adopt a cat or kitten and to help you with that, the Fairfax County Animal Shelter is open four Sundays in July with kitties galore who need new homes. As a bonus, “The first 100 cats adopted in the month of July will receive a free spay or neuter, a potential savings of between $70 and $100.”

It’s already well into the month, so they may have adopted out the 100th cat already, but a discount castration is something you’d want to stand in line for, if you have to.

Be sure to check out the Shelter’s online animal viewing station as well. The pictures aren’t the highest quality but they are cute nonetheless. Fall in love with your new feline companion before even leaving the door. The one thing that could make this process even better is if they had home delivery and could swing by Akbar and Jeff‘s Castration Hut on the way.

Go check it out and give a little creature a new home and the warmth of your love.

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I guess it would be worse if it was “Found: Boa Constrictor” and “Free Kittens”

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If you happen to be in Chadwicks down in Georgetown while celebrating a friend’s birthday on a Saturday night and you look out the window to see a man in a kilt talking to someone on the sidewalk, you might wonder.

Is he a bagpiper who was performing on a street corner earlier?
Can he play “Happy Birthday” on those pipes?
Will he come in the bar and do it for $20?
Will the bar manager allow it?
Will your friend get a kick out of it?

The answer to all of these questions is “yes.”

I have no idea what the answer is to “Did it annoy the crap out of the other bar patrons?”

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Among the many people I chatted with about their upcoming Fringe shows last night at the kickoff party was Brianna, here on the right with another dancer (whose name I did not get) from their show 69 Ways To Fall In Love that will appear at the Warehouse Next Door’s mainstage. Behind them is Basso Moderno Duo, otherwise known as Allan von Schenkel and Kristen Williams.

I started to type that Brianna and her dance partner were performing with accompaniment from Basso Moderno, but it’s possible that von Schenkel and Williams would say they were making music with some dance accompaniment. Brianna identified the show to me as a play with some dancing, which she stood by when I asked “Not dancing with some play?” The Fringe program describes the show thusly: “Be embraced by musical sound-scapes and lighting as they create a lush atmosphere for dance and acting. ”

Warehouse – Mainstage
1021 7th Street NW
Washington, DC 20001
Sun 7/22 @ 2:30p, Tue 7/24 @ 12:15p, Wed 7/25 @ 7p, Sun 7/29 @ Noon.

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Wayan’s Washington DC Photos

Is this how you feel today, on Friday, the last day of the week? Are you out to lunch at your desk?

I know there are days I want to put a Post-It on my arm, a sleep mask on my head, and pass out at my desk, but I do not recommend it.

This brazen young lady, who advertised her exhaustion while seated at the company front desk, now has plenty of time to sleep all day. She’s not with us any more.

So choose your nap time and place wisely or you may have it chosen for you.

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Whoever lives in this house near 26th and Eye NW in Foggy Bottom is moving out, and he’s been carting out tons of free stuff over the past few weeks: everything from dust busters and Christmas ornaments to plywood and baskets. So far I’ve scored a little basket and a red bunny. Thanks, Foggy Bottom Free Dude! (Watch out for the dog though.)

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Launch Pad

Originally uploaded by tbridge.

Today marks the beginning of The Second Annual Capitol Fringe Festival! Last night’s launch event at the Fringe Festival Box Office (which is also a fringe art exhibit curated by its founder, Julianne Brienza) and at Avenue was a celebration of the success of the Fringe Festival in its short life so far.

With 500 performances over the next ten days, by over 200 theatre organizations, there’s going to be something for everyone in DC. Shakespeare done by Clowns? Got it. An Acrobat’s Interpretation of Amelia Earhart. Sure, why not? How about a Gilbert and Sullivan sing-a-long? Hell yes!

Check out the Online Festival Guide. Tickets to most events are $15 or so, very reasonable for arts events in DC. Get out! Support the arts!

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Dirk Diggler at Big Hunt

Do you see anything odd about this bill from a night’s drinking at the Big Hunt? Like maybe our server’s name?

Yep, we had Dirk Diggler as our server.

Now it may surprise you that a famous porn star, one hung like a horse, would be waiting tables at a Dupont Circle bar. But then you don’t know “the Hunt” in Washington DC.

Famed for its beers, its know for its snuggly booths, where many of us have made out with beauties (or what looked like beauties at the time).

Last night, with five DC Metrobloggers jammed into one booth, it was sure snuggly, but wedged against Don, I wasn’t about to make out.

That was until he saw the bill.

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Taxi Zone Map Clarity

Have you noticed anything different when you’re bouncing around the back of DC taxi this month? Maybe a new & improved taxi fare zone map?

Yes, the DC DDOT Dream of Change has come to past, we now have new taxi fare zone maps and its about time!

The new map is orientated north, which doesn’t fit on square sheet of paper as well as the old orientation, but at least you can understand this one.

It also has additional streets like North Capitol, my new expressway home, and landmarks like Union Station and the Lincoln Memorial for visiting tourists.

Too bad they didn’t come with meters too…

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My darling girlfriend and I went through our independently-arrived-at Fringe list last night and – sorry ladies! – discovered we’re pretty compatible after all. I’ll write em all down a little later today and you can all enjoy taking potshots at my poor judgment or telling me what great taste I have.

One area we divided on was a few of the Shakespeare-based pieces. The one with the clowns I wasn’t surprised about – the poor girl finds them creepy. A few others, however, she said she was going to pass on because she was just “Shakespeare’d out.” She’s not alone on this one. Over on the enjoyable Fring&Purge blog (which has some videos of performers if you need some help deciding on some shows) Trey Graham voices a similar feeling.

What the bleeding Jesus was going on in the minds of the 19-odd people who’ve decided to stage clown Hamlets, all-female Much Ados, movement-based sonnet evenings and other Shakespeare-derived shows at Capital Fringe — which, if I may just point out here, opens just as a six-month-long orgy of iambic pentameter has finally wound down?

I mean, no offense, but no way am I signing up for y’all’s shows. And if I accidentally wander into a Fringe venue and hear somebody speaking verse, blank or otherwise, I’m going to quit taking notes and use my pen to puncture my damn eardrums.

To each his own. I think I’ll see at least one of those shows that I cannot convince my beloved to attend.

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Wayan’s Washington DC Photos

While I love me some bicycle carcass street art, I love this tag even more.

If you read it closely, it says that the DC Department of Transportation is going to remove the bike in ten days if its not moved or claimed.

If there is an owner of this bent wreck, they should call 202.671.2331 to beg for a stay of removal.

This is the first tag I’ve seen, and I know my abandoned DC bicycles pretty well. Every so often, I scavenge them for a part or bolt I may need. Others just swipe whole bikes.

No matter, this is an idea that we should export to China. Their abandoned bike issues dwarf any problem we have.

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Photo by DC Metroblogger

Up in the roof, its a sun, its a star, its new bright white lights for Foggy Bottom WMATA commuters.

Installed around a month ago, the lights bring a new level of brightness to what was a dim section of Metrorail platform. No word on the illumination expansion plans from the station manager.

Regardless, what do you think about the new lights? Personally, while I think a few stations a tad too dark, these lights are way too bright for WMATA to install in every station. Especially cold skin-bleaching blue-white fluoresent lights.

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Now, I’ve seen a lot of things during my time on the road and across this country… however, this evening while riding home, at the light at Randolph Road and Georgia Avenue, a cute Welsh gal in a pickup truck (bumper sticker flag gave it away), put on the emergency brake, and whipped out a pennywhistle and began to improvise something akin to “The Battle Hymn of the Republic“. I wished I had a camera to take in the event, but was barely able to make out the music with my engine humming and the helmet and earplugs in (see Tom, some of us wear them). If everybody took their spare wasted time and exercised it in such a non-violent and creative fashion, I truly do believe the world could be a better place.

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There was some hullaballoo this afternoon on DC Drinking Liberally, and the Cleveland Park Yahoo Group about the McLean Bible Church buying the Uptown Theatre. Not happening. The Uptown is merely being rented on Sunday mornings as an outreach service to the public.

Fear not, you can still get your Godless Heathen on while watching Transformers.

For now.

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photo from the AP, via USA Today

…but the option on the lower left of this picture from USA Today’s review of the Washington Shakespeare Company‘s full-nude Macbeth made me giggle.

I also want to point out that their extension (*snort*giggle*) of the run of the show pushes them into the time frame as the Fringe (*chortle*) festival.

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Wayan’s Washington DC Photos

Is that a monk on U Street? Is it Halloween in June? Or maybe a player getting his freak on? Nope, none of the above.

That would be a Franciscan friar headed to work along U Street in Washington DC. A Franciscan friar who thinks the robes are a little over-the-top but is down with the message none the less.

And with a easy gait from a love of the lord, he walked with me, a devout Atheist, and to his credit and my respect, he never once tried to convert me or question my faith.

So to repay his grace, I’ll leave out the snark and say that I respect those that join a clergy, be it of any religion, especially one that involved a vow of poverty. I have way too much techno-lust for that.

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I may laugh at pretty much every Hummer driver I meet, and make cracks about overcompensation for a tiny manhood by owning a giant land tank, but I certainly don’t think that smashing their Hummer with baseball bats and carving slogans into it is the right way to apply social pressure to those who drive them. That’s exactly what happened in Northwest recently, with a a Hummer getting wrecked by people who think that everyone oughtta drive a tiny little Prius instead.

Look, I may not like Hummer SUVs, but beating the crap out the cars isn’t the answer to the problem, either. Don’t be a dick to people like that, it’s just not cool, even if you think they’re ruining the environment, it’s not okay to smash their car.

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Tomorrow’s the kickoff for the 2nd annual Capital Fringe Festival, a collection of performances that run the gamut from puppets to monologues to cabaret acts. You can browse the selection over here but I found it a lot easier to print out the PDF guide and circle my must-see events and put tic marks next to the ones I need to find more about. Convenience factor aside, you pretty much need the full program’s more detailed descriptions to make up your mind. Which of these two descriptions gives you a better idea of whether you’d like to see it?

Collaterally Damaged :A play about art, sex and genocide.

or

Collaterally Damaged: Collaterally Damaged is an almost autobiographical one-person play in which the author journeys to Eastern Europe, seeking an end to all war and even random acts of rudeness. On her travels, she encounters the sad and ridiculous things done by people who’ve been abused. It’s a comedy. Sort of.

The brouhaha starts tomorrow and along with opening-day performances is the opening night party at Avenue Night Club from 9pm till they throw you out. Festival performers and other local artists “will turn this three story club into a cabaret and make it a happening.” No, I have no idea what that means. However we caught a few of last year’s cabaret acts and they were a lot of fun so I expect some good talent at this event.

The opening night party is at
Avenue Night Club
649 New York Ave, NW

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What happened? Was I sleeping when the terrorists invaded and replaced my swing-top Grolsch bottles with these regular ones equipped with crown caps? Was I too busy pressing my nose against the laptop trying to finish a project, or maybe I was hustling to make a buck or two? What else have I missed?

Sometimes it takes a sudden change like this for us to wake up and realize what’s really important in life. No, I don’t mean family, friends, human companionship, religion, duck pate, feeling small while looking at the stars or anything like that. I mean swing-top caps. They are a relic of a by-gone age, first abandoned with the invention of the cheaper, disposable crown cap and now gone for good, it seems.

Thanks, Grolsch, for holding on to this sign of the past for as long as you did. It was good while it lasted but nothing can go on forever.

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