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“Is there somewhere I can report this besides the police?”

By Prince Of Petworth

“Dear PoPville,

I live in a co-op building in Adams Morgan that is across the street from a large apartment building. Last night I noticed a light flickering across the street and saw that there was a man masturbating in front of his window, facing my building. He turned the light off after 10-15 seconds and then back on 10-15 seconds later. He did this a few times. It was apparent to me that he was trying to get attention by doing this and that this was the point. This was not just incidental behavior I happened to see–it was intentional, nonconsensual, and creepy. He was watching my building the entire time. I feel very uncomfortable knowing I could be watched by this guy in my own home and that any children in my building could witness this or be the target of his behavior. (more…)

“residents can only pick ONE night to watch the World Series from the roof”

By Prince Of Petworth

Ed. Note: It’s certainly not life or death but I’m also curious where you guys weigh in? I tend to agree with OP that residents should be given dibs for both nights before inviting guests. You guys?

“Dear PoPville,

I am a huge Nats fan, and after their win last night its looking like we could potentially win the World Series on Saturday night. Given how much I love the Nats, I choose to hand over thousands of dollars to live next to the stadium. Usually not worth it, but the chance to watch the World Series from my rooftop is once in a lifetime.

However, 1221 has now decided that residents can only pick ONE night to watch from the roof, we need to RSVP, and oddly enough we can bring two guests. Again, for only ONE game though. If I want to see Friday I can’t go on my own rooftop Saturday. (more…)

Nats Win!! and Oh that Rainbow!!

By Prince Of Petworth

Thanks to Sarah for sending the amazing shot above from Bloomingdale.

Thanks to Josh for sending the great shot below from Columbia Heights.

And thanks to the Nats for continuing to be awesome. My night after struggling to put the kids asleep in a timely manner: (more…)

Spot on

By Prince Of Petworth


Photo by PoPville flickr user angela n.

turbogrrl straight up telling it like it is:

“end of a typical tuesday, walking the dog in shaw, hearing gunshots, cursing softly because he hasn’t pooped yet.”

That was a baseball game. Pure and True and Messy and Magnificent.

By Prince Of Petworth


My stock photo for big Nats games from a previous epic night back in 2015

It’s hard to explain if you’re not a baseball fan. Last night never happens to us. It always happens against us. Last night, despite being down 3-0 early – we believed. The baseball Gods smiled upon us for once. We are moving on. The goosebumps still haven’t gone away. (more…)

“This building is a pestilential nightmare, yet I know a lot of good people who live here.”

By Prince Of Petworth

“Dear PoPville,

I live in a building on 16th Street, NW. I’ve lived here for the past two years in a studio apartment on the first floor. During my time here, I’ve realized that the landlords are slumlords of a truly spectacular caliber. There are serious problems with many tenants in this building who treat the entire building and surrounding grounds as their personal property, with no concern whatsoever for the general comfort, well-being, or cleanliness of the shared spaces. This is a large building (8 stories) with numerous units, and the management is well aware of these people who do, among other things, the following: (more…)

“I just wanted to say if you’re out there sir, THANK YOU! You remind me why I love DC – not just the place, but the people.”

By Prince Of Petworth


Photo by PoPville flickr user Rudi Riet

“Dear PoPville,

I just wanted to write to share the story of a good Samaritan who helped me and my partner out with car trouble this evening in Kalorama. We were trying to replace a battery in a Volkswagen but after a lot of sweat, money spent, and mosquito bites, we realized we did not have the tools to complete the removal of the old battery because of where a certain bolt was in the car. All the stores were closed and the car was totally dead so we were really discouraged. Lo and behold, a man (middle aged with Caribbean accent of some kind, introduced self as Jeronimo on his way out) driving by us asked if we needed a jump.

Sort of as a joke we replied that we were good unless he had a socket wrench extension, assuming he only had cables. “I’ve got one,” he said, and to our surprise he parked and got out a big toolbox that had everything we needed to complete the fix. (more…)

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