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“Absolutely Disgusting Behavior on Red Line This Morning”

By Prince Of Petworth

Update: “MTPD detectives are asking for the public’s assistance to ID the two individuals pictured here in connection with an assault of a blind passenger”

“Dear PoPville,

Around 7:45am, I boarded a red line train at Ft. Totten heading towards Shady Grove. There was a swell of people near the doors, so people shoved their way on once they opened. Among the people pushing through was a blind man with a seeing eye dog. Once the man sat down, he was approached by two teenagers, a taller kid with kind of a scraggly beard, and a younger one with a bandaid on his face. The older one asked why the man was pushing. The blind man responded, “Because I’m blind, that’s why I have a seeing eye dog.” One kid asked, “You blind?” The blind man said yes. The older kid said, “Don’t push me again, you blind (more…)

“Thanksgiving Dinner for Arthur Capper Residents and Family to be Held at The Anthem at The Wharf”

By Prince Of Petworth


Photo by PoPville flickr user Joe Flood

From a press release:

“On Thanksgiving Day, Arthur Capper residents and their families will gather for a traditional dinner hosted by Edgewood Management, the management company for the Arthur Capper Senior Building, and the building’s owners, Urban Atlantic and Forest City, as well as the Community Services Foundation, Hoffman-Madison Waterfront, Kaliwa, PN Hoffman, and The Anthem.

The Arthur Capper Thanksgiving Day event will be held at The Anthem at The Wharf, with the meal prepared by Cathal Armstrong, chef and owner of Kaliwa.

The event will run from 1:00PM-3:30PM on Thursday, November 22nd (Thanksgiving Day).”

“Is there a roving sex gang in Truxton Circle?”

By Prince Of Petworth

Thanks to all who passed on this lovely message from NextDoor:

“Not sure how to put this, so let’s plunge right in. At about 3pm today, my roommate looked out her window, which faces into our back steps. For context, these steps are set back pretty far from the alley. To get to them, you’d have to make your way through some brush (we’re not great landscapers).

Anyway, when my roommate looked out the window, she saw two people in the midst of a very special hug. It was a doggy-style special hug, with the woman bent over the steps. I have photo evidence of this, which I know SEEMS creepy until you remember that two strangers were having sex AT MY HOUSE. I will spare you all these photos out of neighborly kindness. (more…)

Also Awesome “Warning: this is a POSITIVE ‘does anyone recognize this guy?’”

By Prince Of Petworth


Hero

Thanks to Katie for sharing:

“Warning: this is a POSITIVE “does anyone recognize this guy?” Doorbell camera post. Typically posted videos from Ring cameras are about package thefts, break ins, people juggling car doors on the street to see what’s open…and our neighborhood list serv is always littered with these this time of year. But this morning I saw an alert while I was as setting up my 6am class at Off Road DC – I clicked over and thought it was a little weird for a delivery that early, but figured maybe someone got my mail or whatever. Turns out: I was in a huge rush this am and didn’t zip my bag. My wallet fell out in the middle of the road. This guy was nice enough to stop his van, clearly checked the address on the ID and returned it under our mat. Anyone who lives in DC knows this is pretty much unheard of- you drop a wallet, you lose a wallet, and you usually lose everything in your accounts if you’re not quick, too. Counting my blessings today- im damn lucky. Random Dallas fan in the plaid with the white van: thank you. You’re what’s right in the world.”

Should you spot a quiet act of heroism please send an email with a brief description and the neighborhood where it was witnessed to [email protected].

Final Gingko Lament Poem for 2018

By Prince Of Petworth

“Here is a poem from Ann L. Ingram, who co-existed with ginkgo trees in Tenleytown for four decades (and now lives with tree frogs alongside Rock Creek Park).

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Gingko fruit’s orange
And stinky – P. U!

Now when one plants
This beautiful tree,
A grafted male
Will please you and me;

For males don’t bear
That obnoxious fruit,
But leaves still turn golden
In Fall – no dispute.

So as these trees die,
As one day they will,
Replace them with grafts.
Smells won’t make you ill!

And we will greet Autumn
Without any fears!
(We just need to wait
About 95 years!)”

Now bring on those great yellow leaves!! If anyone gets a particularly good photo when they change please send to [email protected] and let me know what neighborhood you were in. Thanks!

Ginkgo Berry Lament – The Manafort Connection

By Prince Of Petworth

An anonymous entry for today:

“One of my favorite stories – Manafort’s Brooklyn neighbors complained to the blogger who broke the story about him laundering cash through real estate purchases, because they hated the terrible condition he kept his brownstone in, including that he didn’t sweep his ginkgo fruit off the sidewalk. I like to think the ginkgo is responsible for his downfall.

Angry neighbor rats out Manafort to her. Reason for her anger next.

From the New York Times:

“The absentee owners broke a cardinal rule of brownstone Brooklyn: There is a ginkgo tree near the house, and in the fall, ginkgos drop fleshy, rotten-scented fruits. The owners were the only ones on their block who did not sweep their ginkgo fruit off the sidewalk.”

Gingko berries sure stink
But please stop and think
The failure to prevent
that awful awful scent
Got Brooklyn neighbors bent
And lead them to proclaim!
The Scofflaw: Manafort is his name!
Investigators shortly came
Now he sits in a Virginia Jail
Selling antique rugs to make bail
To the Gingko Berry – Hail Hail.“

“ashtray-2-go?”

By Prince Of Petworth

“Dear PoPville,

Like many DC residents, Car2Go is a convenient option for me when it’s too wet to bike, or when my wife is out of town with our car on weekends and I need to get around. But lately, I’m loathe to use it, as I find that the Mercedes Benz cars (which are often the only cars available in my neighborhood) sometimes reek of cigarette smoke and frequently have actual ashes and/or butts in the ashtray. (See picture below taken this very morning.) For some unimaginable reason, these cars, which are of course meant to be shared, have functioning ashtrays and, again for some unimaginable reason, totally lack visible “no smoking” signs. (more…)

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