I’m sure anything that can be written about Lady Gaga has already been written about Lady Gaga. But since I went to the concert at the Verizon Center last night, I’m sure going to try. Now. Lady Gaga. No one does not love Lady Gaga. There it is, I said it. She is so talented,…
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Texas Hill Country Makes A Play For My Heart
More from the travel log. The sad thing about living in a big city is the loss of that forthright nature the citizens of the Texas hill country have in spades. Unlike the Dutch (who are painfully honest) and Midwesterners (who are painfully nice), Texans are really honest and really nice. Maybe not just nice–friendly. …
the Fridge Seems to Be a Pretty Cool Joint
The Fridge is easily the coolest place in Eastern Market. It can be hard to find, but once you do, you feel as if you’ve entered an exclusive speakeasy in Prohibition-era Chicago. It’s the place to be, evidenced by the cool glances you receive from the artistes once you step inside. But what do we…
I Like Style, Therefore I Am (a hipster?)
Due to a minor schedule mix-up, I missed the play I meant to see at the Flashpoint Media Lab, Separated At Birth, by Dog and Pony DC. I was bummed since no one loves clowns (at a distance) like I do. But happily, I was in the neighborhood and walked over to the Chinatown megaplex…
They Are Inescapable. They Are…Cupcakes!
Alright, DC. I ask you to come with me on a journey through time. A time before…cupcakes. Gasp, I know! Why would I ask you to do that to yourself? Those were dark times, when we took drugs or drank special drinks to liven our mood. Those days are gone. I hardly remember a time…
Rita’s Has What You Need
Going to Rita’s for frozen Italian ice. Absolutely stellar. I perked up like a wilted flower after it has been watered and breathed upon by a kind human whispering sweet nothings into its leaves. It was a hot, still day and going to Rita’s was the best decision in it. Moving up the hill into…
DC Style Is Real 