
I don’t support the marking of territory with shoes. But I have to give credit where credit is due, this has got to be a one in a hundred shot.

I don’t support the marking of territory with shoes. But I have to give credit where credit is due, this has got to be a one in a hundred shot.

I thought it was odd that there was a drain on the top of this retaining wall. The surface area is not very large. Am I missing something here or is that a very odd spot for a drain?

My guess was it was used to load coal? Any other ideas?

Anyone who has been to the lower level of Looking Glass Lounge may have noticed that there is a bag of water suspended over the entrance to the outdoor patio area. I couldn’t for the life of me figure out it’s purpose other than a weird spot for a goldfish or for popping over an unsuspecting patron’s head. But it turns out it is actually placed there to keep flies out. How this works I have no idea. Has anyone ever heard of this method for keeping flies out? If so, how does it work?

This is located at the house that had the stack of painted tvs (dang I can’t find the link) but anyway not really sure what this is. Something inspired by watching Mad Max one too many times?

Well, my Dutch is a little rusty so I had to google it. It is from Descartes and means I think therefore I am. Pretty wild to place it in stone in front of one’s home, yeah? Personally, I’ve always survived by: absentem laedit cum ebrio qui litigat.

This particular house is not a basement nor part of duplex, so why does it have a 1/2 in it?

Thanks to K for sending this wild animal decoration. I can’t figure out what it is. Is it an Impala, an Ibex? Check out a close up after the jump. (more…)

Many may recall that I was super intrigued when the Lofstel opened up last January at 4115 8th Street. So I was super excited to hear about Karen’s adventures spending a night there. I have to say, it really does sound super cool.
I knew I was in for an interesting night the moment I stepped into the seemingly unremarkable rowhouse on a sleepy, non-descript street in Petworth. From the outside, the house looked welcoming, yet quiet, like any other rowhouse. White Christmas lights decorated the front porch, and a warm light peeped through behind patterned curtains that obscured the windows. Yet after ringing the doorbell and being ushered inside by a scruffy yet genial 20-something guy, I saw immediately that the rowhouse’s exterior was deceptive, providing little hint of the life within. (more…)

A number of people have written me to inquire what was going on this weekend with that big white tent on Georgia Ave. Well I spoke with organizer, Shawn Spencer, who explained that it was a fundraiser for “Us Helping Us” a non profit that provides outreach, education and mental health services for those living with HIV or AIDS. I have to say Petworth definitely knows how to rock a fundraiser. There was great rap playing on the turntables during this cookout. As I was walking away, to my surprise, I had involuntarily started busting out some vintage PoP dance moves which I have no doubt caused much laughter to those driving south on Georgia Ave. I’m just glad, as a result, I didn’t cause any traffic accidents…