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photo friday: beer me
If you pay attention to any of the food and booze news around DC, then you’re probably aware that the District and its surrounding environs are starting to explode with local breweries. It’s the yin to...
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photo friday: things past
I got a new laptop this week, and am mid-process of having half my stuff available to me, and the other half stuck on my old laptop, which I can only use sparingly because The Swede took my power cord...
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conversations, part 1
Swede and I have been spending some time in DC, partaking in the joys of the Walnut House’s front porch, swigging cocktails, thinking deep thoughts, creating a ruckus, and in general annoying the shit...
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photo friday: shminter
To say that this winter has been mild would be an understatement. The past couple weeks we’ve been in DC have been especially warm, though that hasn’t ended sightings of commuters bundled up in...
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photo friday: wherein it’s time for happy hour
Back on President’s Day, Swede, his roommate and I took a trip out to Catoctin Creek distillery as part of Swede’s birthday extravaganza, and, well, because we are partial to tours that hand us free...
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march photo challenge: day thirty-one
Today’s theme: END Where she stops, nobody knows.
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photo friday: shoes to fill
For those of you who know me on the Facebook, you know from whence this photo comes. For those of you who do not, these are presidential bowling shoes you’re looking at. After we returned from...
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photo friday: viewing party
So when I mentioned that Swede and I went bowling at the White House, I left out the part about how he scored a strike on his first roll. That’s right, all. I’m dating the Big Lebowski. As such, we...
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productive goal-keeping, or, if you’d like fries with that
Swede and I spent a month in DC this winter, and the night before we were to head back to Chicago, we happened to be cruising up Connecticut Avenue, just short of my old ‘hood. “Medium Rare,” I pointed...
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conversations, part IV
At the end of April, Swede and I finally emptied the Walnut House of our belongings in preparation for the Great Closing and Move-In of ’13. In the span of 24 hours, and with the help of my dear friend...
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