I gave a panhandler on 14th Street 50 cents and his reply was “May God bless you and grant you happiness in all your future endeavors.” I’ve been smiling ever since.
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Hold on I have to stop laughing for a second. Ok, this is a photo from my local bodega in Petworth (from the cell phone, c’mon I can’t always have my camera on me). At any rate, I was stunned and overjoyed to see that they were selling the traditional kosher wine Manischewitz. Manischewitz is the sickly sweet wine that every Jewish boy and girl knows all too well. Why it is being sold in Petworth that probably has a .05% Jewish population is beyond me. But the mere thought of someone slugging Manischewitz on the side of the road is simply beautiful. And a bit sad. I think this may be the only bottle of Manischewitz in the world that is located behind two inches of bulletproof glass…Now if you’ll excuse me, I have some Manischewitz to drink.
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Thanks to Zach for alerting me to this fascinating group. I can’t wait to read the next report.
Zach writes: “Lastly, a group called Social Compact just started doing door-to-door surveys in Petworth as part of a “drilldown” analysis, basically looking at positives in the neighborhood rather than negatives. They have an interesting report on their website that was done in 2002 for Columbia Heights and Petworth that gives a different perspective on the neighborhood than what you would get from census figures.”
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I’ve actually always wondered about the usefulness of bricks to support my ac. I’m pretty sure that I just stuck some bricks under and they are actually not even touching and therefore supporting the unit. But there is a real psychological calming effect of putting bricks under the ac. Do AC’s even need any extra support? I was happy to spot someone else who uses the non touching brick method…
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I was going for the whole Ben Harper thing but I’m not sure it worked. At any rate, allow me to share a story of an awkward greeting that happens to me quite frequently. I understand that in the military it is quite common to address many people you don’t know as sir. I’m down with that. What makes me feel uncomfortable is when I pass older gentlemen in Petworth and they say “Good morning sir” or “How are you, sir” to me. I just don’t feel a “young” kid like me is deserving of the honorific. I always think to myself, why are they addressing me as sir? If anyone should be addressed as sir it is they! So what is going on here, is this a generational thing? Should I respond back using sir as well?
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you copyright it of course! You can see in the picture at the bottom there is a copyright 2007. It is funny because as I was walking down 14th St. I was looking for some ideas to tag graffiti in my basement. You could imagine my frustration when I saw that this average design had been copyrighted. Hmm, who is going to enforce the copyright?
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Man, I’ve been finding the most interesting items lately. Here is an ax just chilling on a chain link fence near a Church. There are no trees here. There is no wood here. Just an ax. Yep. Um, is this normal?
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So I introduced myself to a “new” neighbor the other day. You know the person that you wave to but you don’t really know. So I finally introduced myself thinking that they had moved in like six months ago. Well, they asked me how long I lived on the block and I naturally asked them how long they lived on the block. Well, they’ve lived on the block for two years! Good lord, that is way too long for an introduction.
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I saw the Bourne Ultimatum last night at the China Town theater. Nice theater by the by. Tickets are now $10.50. And if you want extra cheese on your $6 nachos well that will cost you another $1.50. Damn.
But that is not the random PoP observation. The Bourne Ultimatum, which was pretty good, is an action adventure flick – nothing more nothing less. Well, near the end of the film there was a young woman crying hysterically seated right behind me. Not like a tear rolling down the cheek but full throated sobbing. At the Bourne Ultimatum. I mean it wasn’t Sophie’s Choice or anything. I’m not judging, I’m just observing.
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So I was at CVS today and there was a huge line. Why? Because there was a lady who was paying for her purchase with a check. A check, like it was 1974. And she was rather young too. If the lady was elderly I wouldn’t say a thing. But her paying by check, knocked the CVS world off its axis. Aren’t “check/debit cards” free from banks now? If she wrote a check then surely she could have a free debit card. Am I crazy? Well, I bet she has one hell of an 8-track collection…