Divine Decadence
Judging by the crowds at the Y this week, everyone is deep in the throes of initial commitment to their New Year’s Resolutions. Sweaty earnest faces scrunched in the mental litany “I will lose weight I...
View ArticleGet on the Bus
This morning in the office I discovered that several co-workers have opted to switch to Metrobus rather than Metrorail due to the recent fare increase. Though it wasn’t remotely a scientific poll, not...
View ArticleBrains for Dinner, Anyone?
Thanks to lunch last Friday at Bistro d’Oc (not to mention watching Anthony Bourdain suck marrow Monday night), I’m obsessing about offal. This is all new for me, but apparently offal was all the rage...
View ArticleLunatic
My cheeks are chilled, I’m half-blinded, and more than a little moon-mad (no more than usual, anyway!), but I managed to stay outside and watch some of the lunar eclipse tonight. Bundled up on my back...
View Article"This is NOT a cappuccino"
Recession, economic crisis, gotterdammerung, whatever you want to call it, when things start to get increasingly expensive, I start to expect more. And as I’m a reasonable, tolerant, terribly...
View ArticleMarket Day
FreshFarm Markets open this week, inaugurating the farmers market season. I’ve been anticipating this for a while, as last year I became addicted to my weekly pitstop at Penn Quarter on the way home to...
View ArticleResonating for One Year
Third Fridays at The Rock and Roll Hotel have been a nightlife staple of mine for the past year, as Metblogs own Michael Darpino (he of the perpetual tower of books) has been onboard as one half of...
View ArticleNo Hazmats
After all the incessant flogging and flyers about today’s Hazardous Waste drop-off at Carter Barron, I rather expected it all to run smoothly. Really, it seemed so well-publicized that they had to have...
View ArticleStaycation (All I Ever Wanted)
My plan was simple. Sacrifice a vacation for a staycation. While almost everyone else went off to a beach house for some R-n-R, I would remain dutifully at home, slavishly sketching to get a headstart...
View ArticleHysteria & Hypochondria
It may seem a cliche to use adjectives like “witty” and “frolicking” to describe a performance of a Moliere play, but those are precisely the proper words for Shakespeare Theater Company’s “The...
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