Monday, February 25, 2013

Proceedings of a February Weekend, Photo Recap-Style, and My DC Dusty Grotto Bedding Upgrade

A corridor in one of the buildings in the 1500 block of P Street NW, Washington, D.C., 12:26AM February 23, 2013.

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The first group of pictures in this entry were taken on Friday night, or rather shortly after midnight on Saturday as I was walking to No. 9 from Dupont Circle, where I had spent about 90 minutes with my new friend Nick.

Drizzly night at Dupont Circle, Washington, D.C., 12:21AM February 23, 2013.

There was lingering drizzle into the wee hours of Saturday but the precip. didn't amount to much (and our chances of ANY appreciable snowfall this winter in D.C. are just about over).

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Nick is just 24 years old -- but quite accomplished professionally (a lawyer for now two different Federal agencies) even as he retains a kind of innocent earnestness about him. We met around 1045PM at the Front Page -- which on weekend nights on the 19th Street side has turned into a raucous straight bar / dance club -- and had a beer and shot each. The place was crowded with a young, straight, D.C. multi-racial crowd including a drunk young woman on her bachlorette party (complete with bridal veil) dancing wildly on a small dance floor, a crazed look on her face. 

A Metrobus tears along Dupont Circle, Washington, D.C., 12:21AM February 23, 2013.

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Nick and I were going to go to Big Hunt but instead went to James Hoban (where Jamie used to work) and had some drinks at the back bar. We had a fun conversation and I got to be the 40-something guy who could impart (a bit of) wisdom and experience. (I guess I feel sorta protective of him at those times, though he hardly needs that).

Drizzly night at the corner of 16th and P Streets NW, Washington, D.C., 12:31AM February 23, 2013.

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Alas, the night with Nick didn't last too long as he was a bit far gone liquor-wise and had to leave (before falling asleep) and he took a cab home. (It was early enough that he could find a taxi easily and didn't have to use that Uber application.) This was around 12:15AM, and so I walked over to No. 9 and my weekend late night gay bar universe, transforming from 40-something borderline distinguished to 40-something gay old bar troll.

Silhouetted tree trunk on a drizzly and chilly (but not really cold) night in the 1500 block of P Street NW, Washington, D.C., 12:26AM February 23, 2013.

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After No. 9, I took a cab to Nellie's, where I had two more drinks and the night sort of ended in its usual haziness. I recall walking home down U Street, which was in its usual weekend wee hours sh!t show mode. The picture directly below was taken on the talk.

Ben's Chili Bowl, Washington, D.C., in the wee hours of Saturday morning, 2:30AM February 23, 2013.

Ben's -- where I've only gone once -- is located about three blocks from where I live.

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On Saturday night, I went to a dinner party at Gloria's new condo on Rhode Island Avenue NW by Logan Circle. Gary, Kristof, and Dilshan were also there.

The dinner party, Washington, D.C., 12:43AM February 24, 2013.

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Music Choice 80s Channel as a Blondie song ("Call Me") was played.

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We had a big roast and vegetables and a lot of white wine, except Kristof, who also had Corona beers.

Yours truly hitting the bottle at the dinner party, Washington, D.C., 1:11AM February 24, 2013.

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The dinner party wrapped up around quarter to one in the morning, and the four of left at the same time.

Here we all are in the freight elevator (yes, I was sitting on the elevator's weird tiled floor) at 1441 Rhode Island Avenue NW, Washington, D.C., 12:18AM February 24, 2013.

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Another elevator view.

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For the remaining pictures in this entry, I am going to intersperse the content of a few pieces I think worth reading ...

Alex Pareene wrote on the content of this weekend's unwatchable and worthless Sunday talk shows (to wit, Meet the Whore, Face the Whore, and This Whore) that remain -- as Pareene himself said here -- the principle way by which far too many Americans get their information ("it's still the case that a significant portion of the American people are learning the contours of the great public debates of our time from David Gregory interviewing Lindsey Graham").

The wee hours of Nellie's, Washington, D.C., 2:26AM February 24, 2013. (Yes, I went to Nellie's a second night in a row.)

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And here is Paul Krugman in his New York Times op-ed column today (2/25/2013): Austerity, Italian-Style.

I just thought this pink package on the secretary's desk was pretty.

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Krugman makes the case that the turn in Italian politics to comical, unprepared, and fringe candidates in the upcoming elections is a symptom of the vicious austerity that has been imposed upon these countries basically at the behest of German bankers through the Euorpean Commission, and to expect a further radicalization of national politics in EU member countries. He also argues -- as he so frequently does on his blog, most recently here, here, and here -- that the austerity is utterly self-defeating (as in debt-to-GDP ratios that are not improving owing to ongoing economic contraction) but ultimately the refusal of political elites to admit any error on their part, if only for career reasons. That is also the case of British Prime Minister David Cameron.

The DOE cafeteria, Washington, D.C., 2:35PM February 22, 2013.

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Speaking of austerity, in what is the stupidest of the now-monthly GOP manufactured crises, the sequestration bomb is set to go off on March 1st with severe effects. (I'm unsure whether or how it will affect me personally at my job.) Rightwing neo-Confederate radicals are thrilled because it means more nullification of everything good. (I'm unsure about the corporate oligarchs, since in this case, massive austerity on the military/industrial side could hurt their interests.) Meanwhile, the Beltway Professional Centrist crowd yammers on endlessly for Obama to show "leadership" -- this is media whorespeak for "Obama caving to the GOP crazies on everything."

Yours truly and Flippo, late at night, Washington, D.C., 12:32AM February 21, 2013.

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I would like to mention that as a result of the writings of Paul Krugman, Jonathan Chait, and Michael Lind, I'm on my way of developing a Grand Unified Theory of Amoral Professional Centrist Pundits and Neo-Confederate Nullification-Crazed Radicals.

Yours truly watching TV -- an episode of The King of Queens -- in my threadbare apartment, Washington, D.C., 11:35PM February 21, 2013.

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As for my Sunday, Quill came over around 230PM and we first went to the Columbia Heights Target (it was the usual mad house) and I bought a new quilt, foam cushion, and pillow cases. Later on, we went to Ruth's Chris Steakhouse on Connecticut Ave. for the 5PM - 7PM bar happy hour with the $7 wine and appetizer menu (it's a really good deal the place does nightly except Saturdays). We then took a cab to Nellie's, where we stayed for a bit. I introduced her to Brett, who was there but about to head to an Oscar party. Quill and I then went to 1905 -- the place Brett introduced me to last week -- and then we called it a night. Quill headed back to suburban Maryland and I came home and did my laundry and wrote this blog entry while watching the usual TV Land and Hallmark Channel sitcom reruns.

My apartment and (Japanese-style??) bed with new quilt, Washington, D.C., 12:58AM February 23, 2013.

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OK, that's all fow now. My next planned update will be in a day or two. I need to go to the gym tomorrow night.

--Regulus

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