I imagine the living rooms in these places are phenomenal.
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Author: Prince Of Petworth
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“i was flipping through some photos i’ve taken around the city looking for a favorite spot; i was thinking maybe the black cat or polly’s, but those are just places where i have had a few killer parties. and the scenic shots of memorials just show places i take the folks when they’re in town. columbia heights is where i live. the first shot is my entry if i need to pick just one; it is at the corner of oak and ogden,”
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So here’s one for the “if the music is too loud, you’re too old” category:
I went to see a show at Rock and Roll Hotel…braving the late start (didn’t get in line until after 10:30), late night…as sad as that is to admit…but it was a Friday and it seemed about time.
So, once inside it was time to grab a couple of beers and settle in for the show. Over the course of the evening a few things stick out as unnecessarily annoying. And so, as I sit here post-concert unwinding with a tall glass of scotch and replaying the evening in my head, I thought I’d seek some insight and understanding on a few things.
Most importantly, overall, the night worked out well for a last-minute, live music fix. Rock and Roll Hotel is an awesome small venue and the band was downright enjoyable with a good sound. However, there were a few annoying encounters with other concert-goers that were just downright rude, and pointlessly so. And as I ponder it, I have to wonder whether there’s been a loss common decency in our interactions with others, am I getting too old and thus too sensitive to this or was it just an anomaly, a couple of off-moments in an otherwise good show? [Story continues after the jump] (more…)
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When I first wrote about this goofy orange sign a few months back, very few commenters felt as outraged as I did. But now look at it. It is ridiculous. And why do I bring up this horrid orange sign again? Look in the background. They have now added a huge Banner sign. You can see a better picture after the jump. This must be over the line, no? Can anyone just string up huge signs over their porches? I’m not looking to live under a Totalitarian regime but we must have some rules. First it is small orange signs on the lawn, then it is huge ugly banners across the porch and quickly thereafter it is freaking anarchy. I don’t want to live under anarchy. I guess you could flip that argument in the other direction but never mind. So is anyone else outraged by this? Maybe outraged is a little too strong, is anyone else mildly upset by this? (more…)
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These are the funniest objects I’ve seen framing a doorway. Knights! For real, knights. Ah, that is too good. I’d love to have heard that conversation when this decision was made, I imagine it went something like this:
Husband: Honey, you have to trust me on this one.
Wife: You’re kidding right?
Husband: You’re not listening to me. We’ll have two knights and they’ll be in full body armor…
Wife: You’re kidding right?
Husband: And they’ll have swords….
Wife: I thought I knew you!
In fact, I can’t even imagine or make up any more dialog for how that conversation was resolved. So I’ll just stop here.
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Man, they really tried to scare those spirits away back in the day…
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Well this pond is located in the same yard. Beautiful. If you look closely you can see a Koi fish swimming around. That’s all I really want in life – a pond with koi fish swimming around. Oh, and a vestibule. I really want a vestibule too.
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And it’s for sale too! Crap, I can’t remember where I took this photo. I have to start taking better notes. So, I know this house is located somewhere in Petworth, Columbia Heights, U Street, Shaw or Logan Circle. I suck, I am aware. It’s won’t happen again. It is a nice house though, yeah?
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See, this is what I’m talking about. It is the little touches that makes things special. You know this restaurant could’ve saved a little money by having plain tile. But they went that extra yard. Now this might not be the greatest art I’ve seen but damn if I don’t respect the effort. This is in Mt. Pleasant for the record.