That's What She Said 2: Electric Boogaloo

From a parking garage on E St NW between 9th and 10th.  At these rates, it's no wonder the tranny prostitutes have left 4th St!  (I admit I'm a little obsessed with the tranny prostitutes who used to conduct business in my neighborhood.  I miss them?)

(TWSS, the prequel)

Pimpin' out the Presidents

(photo by unindicted co-conspirator unnamed co-worker)

Was outside the office today when I saw Presidents Abe and Teddy ambling down the street with several of their handlers.  I'm guessing they (and by they, I mean the presidents minus Teddy) only run when it's the fourth inning at Nationals Park.  So, they ambled on over and were kind enough to let me take my picture with them.  (Some, like my co-worker, might say this isn't "kindness" so much as "job description.")  A bit later, as we were heading to lunch, we see this:

(photo by unnamed co-worker)

Now I'm too short to get the full picture, but eagle-eyed 6-foot+ co-worker sees that Abe and Teddy are participating in a hamburger eating contest alongside various law enforcement officers.  Just a guess --  Teddy probably got corralled into a photo with some tourist and then got handcuffed by one of the defending burger eating champ U.S. Capitol Police officers and never got to finish the contest.   Teddy never wins.

I'm a Total Beavis Edition

Can't beat (so to speak) this headline from One News Now, the christian news website:

Bonus, somewhat related, KY jelly photo:

An "ad" I made 15 years (!) ago for an advertising class in college.  Concept -- to modernize a product of our choice -- by me and my bud Jeff, using a photo taken by friend Simon.  

Emergency Gentrification Edition

Very excited that the neighborhood farmers market is starting its season this week.  But these signs the city put up today on every tree on that block?  "EMERGENCY" just seems to be the wrong word for an event taking place weekly from April through December.  Whatevs, they're paper signs;  they won't last 8 1/2 months on a downtown tree.


In other signs of the gentrification of downtown DC around the Penn Quarter/Chinatown/Mt Vernon area:

From down the street circa September '08.  The sign is long gone, and I don't know that this is related, but there's been a lot less tranny prostitution action in the alley behind my place since I first moved here and took that photo.  In fact, haven't seen any from my balcony vantage in months.  Just the random urinator every now and then.  Ahh . . . gentrification.