The economy seems to be hitting everyone. I used to see nice bottles of Grey Goose vodka, upscale beer bottles and even champagne bottles strewn in tree boxes. Life was good then for the street drinkers. Now, I’m seeing Natural Light Ice cans. Damn. It’s seem this economic downturn has hit all of us… Have you changed your habits at all?
From the Columbia Heights Listserv:
“Neighbors,
I have to get on and rave about a local business which under new management I have grown to love and depend on.
After clogging our tub a couple too many times by trying to give our furry dog a bath, we gave in and decided to take our dog Lionel to a do it yourself dogwash in Adams Morgan. The lady that used to be there was not very nice, but a few months ago she sold it a an awesome couple who gave the space cheery paintjob, sells dog food, and runs some great adoption events.
They dont know about this list serve, and because I think it’s such a great addition to the area, I’m posting hoping to help them off to a successful venture.”
Grand Opening Sunday Sept 28. Half price dog washes!
1722 Florida Ave., (corner of florida and California–close to U Street), Washington, DC 20009 202-387-MUTT
http://www.petmaclaundromutt.
Just curious, so how often does one wash their dog anyway?
This cracked me up because for some reason I imagined the “I.T” to stand for Information Technology. And obviously IT Banditos is hilarious. Then it made me think of the brilliant Onion articles written by “Herbert Kornfeld” the badass accountant from accounts payable. Here’s a sample:
“Yo, peep this: I know all y’all wanna hear about tha mad bugged-out shit that went down at tha annual Monroe County CPA Convention from July 14-16 at tha Ramada Inn Northeast. Y’all heard about tha violence an’ tha lootin’ an’ tha arrests an’ all that shit, but I’m here to say that most of that shizit you read in tha newzpaypas an’ saw on TV be WACK.”
Read the rest here.
Thanks to a reader for alerting me to the dozens of Found Rabbit signs in Columbia Heights. It’s nice that someone would go to all the trouble after finding a pet. It’d be weird, though, if it was a wild rabbit…
So where do you go to get your pumpkins?
I’ve always wondered if people would prefer a skinny three floor row home or a wider two floor row home. Any preferences here?
I saw this plant caged up about 10 feet high up on the wall. Must be a bear to water…
This helmet stopped me dead in my tracks as I was crossing Florida Ave. on 14th Street. A bit disturbing, but certainly pretty wild.
Sometimes, I don’t understand “art”…
Per a reader’s request I’m opening up a thread on porch theft. Now, this is really bizarre and just happened to me Wednesday night. I believe I must be living in some alternative universe. I swear the following is true. When I came home from work, the above photographed plant was on my porch. There was no plant there when I left for work. I have no idea who gave me this plant. It was quite a pleasant surprise. I guess it sort of balances out the universe a bit. Share similar or less pleasant experiences after the jump.