
Turret, colors, and stained glass in the window. A sure combination for house of the day.

Turret, colors, and stained glass in the window. A sure combination for house of the day.

Yes, I am aware that I am a bit naive. But how do entire apartment building fall into disarray? This building looks like it was once a beauty. Does it get taken over by a slum lord at some point who just stops making any repairs?

I know not everyone has access to a computer but I seem to recall that these signs that stick into the ground upset people? You remember, the one for a charter school, people didn’t like it. So should we be announcing ANC meetings with signs like this? Aren’t there direct mailings to people’s homes alerting them to the ANC meetings? I’ll go on the record and say I don’t like these signs. You?

A few weeks back we pondered the psychics along Mt. Pleasant Street. So then I thought why don’t we send our intern in Mt. P to one. And there you have it. Below Tina recounts her experience. Although I don’t know why it cost five times the price in the window…
I’ve never been quite convinced that “psychic powers” actually exist, but this weekend curiosity finally got the better of me and I stopped in for a psychic reading with Laura at 3107 Mount Pleasant Street.
I was hoping for a crystal ball and a woman in a turban, but what I got was a pleasant old woman and a pretty barren room in the building that used to house Yoly’s Clothing and Variety store. Laura told me she has had this gift for many years and has been reading palms in DC for 20 years. She used to be in Adams Morgan, but moved up the road a little to test the waters in a new neighborhood. So far business has been slow, but she’s got plenty of regulars, as well as another shop located at 15th and L. That one is run by her daughter who also has this “gift” which apparently is hereditary and sometimes skips a generation. Laura’s other daughter
The New York Times reviews Marvin, located at 14th and U, in this weekend’s New York Times Style section.
My favorite quote from the article: “At the edge of the deck, the smell of the fries being cooked downstairs wafted up to the crowd.

What do you think of this one? It looks to me like a barn was plopped on top of this otherwise modern structure.

I was shocked and appalled to see this senseless display. Call a friend. Remember tomorrow is always another day.

What are these fences called? Like barn fences or something like that? Very nice. What do you think?

Quite a sight on a random Saturday afternoon.
