They got new signs up. And even posted a menu. Sadly, it seems “proper attire” is required. I don’t know if you can require proper attire with hanging beads in the front window, right? Oh well, you’ll have to tell me if it’s any good. Photos of the menu after the jump. (more…)
I’m sorry I don’t mean to belittle the pain in losing a pet. I really hope it is found. But it is impossible for me to see the word Pomeranian without thinking of Walter Sobchak.
“First of all, Dude, you don’t have an ex, secondly, it’s a fucking show dog with fucking papers. You can’t board it. It gets upset, its hair falls out.”
But seriously I do hope the dog is found.
Thanks to a reader for sending. Looks like it was a great time. The reader writes, “I do not even have a big Zoom lens. I was just this close to the action.” Nice.
DCist got some good photos as well.
This is a particularly devilish Devil.
I also caught this guy painting the monument which was pretty cool. It’s a pretty tough spot to beat. Hard to imagine what it was like 20 years ago.
Thanks to a reader for sending this article. From the article:
“A man was able to survive a startling attack and keep his money during a mugging, by giving the robbers exactly what they wanted – almost.
For the last year and a half, he’s been walking around with two wallets – his own and a fake one. Inside, he kept $2 and some fake credit cards made out of cardboard. “It’s just another thing I put in my pants whenever I leave the house.”
Wild. I heard a number of people tell me that they been given this same advice. That’s awesome that it worked.
Yikes, I can’t remember where I took this photo. A little help?
We judged this building back in May when my old camera was a bit messed up. I took a better picture this weekend. And there is tons of cool info and photos of this home in the Washington Post Magazine’s Home & Design Issue.
From the article:
“Just before dusk on a sharp bend in Florida Avenue NW, a very pregnant Alice Speck smashed a bottle of champagne across the prow of her new house. Husband Jeff Speck, who designed the startling triangular dwelling, stood close enough to revel in the fizz. After two years of dreaming, sleuthing and coaxing to acquire a tiny flatiron plot at 10th Street, and 15 months of exacting construction to build on it, the couple was finally able to call their brick-and-glass aerie home.”
I saw this plant caged up about 10 feet high up on the wall. Must be a bear to water…
Dope sky, my friends, dope sky. Check out some sweet details after the jump. (more…)