Dilettante, gadabout, ne'er do well, etc…
“This is my friend Michel.” …cut to Brian quietly freaking out. So, yeah, that happened. I already posted the photo to every. single. place. imaginable… but it also needed to be here. I figured it to be the usual epic...
Because even though Archer is back and House of Cards is next weekend, I need me some Don… Using “Love Hangover”? Brilliant. Welcome back, my SCDP-brethren! And seriously, Roger… those sideburns? Seriously?
In which I break the habits of a lifetime and use a snow day to do chores… Past Brian is looking at Present Brian today like “What gives, man?” OPM called it, federal offices closed, it’s an official snow day–sort...
I realize that the Washington Post Express is a free daily paper, so it really must rely on ads for upkeep, but seeing a full-page ad like this makes me hope that someone there at least felt a little bad...
I’ve heard of garden gnomes getting up to some strange things in backyards, but nothing prepared me for finding telltale signs of a gnome gambling ring in the planters on my patio… Having a ground floor patio in a multi-story...
Last week I made my annual (freezing) pilgrimage downtown to get a glance at the National Christmas Tree. This year, at least, I was smart enough to stop in for a few drinks first… for medicinal purposes, naturally! This year’s...
Break out your best red carpet–I mean photowall–outfits as TIVA-DC presents the Peer Awards, the most comprehensive film, video and Internet competition for media professionals in the mid-Atlantic region next Saturday, November 8th, 2014, 6-10pm at the National Press Club....
Seen on the front page of this week’s Washington Examiner. Headlines/covers like this crack me up. I imagine there have been a great many GOP conventions with sessions and workshops described exactly like this. “What [Women, Minority, Gay, etc.] Voters...
Harkening back to a few years ago, a quick snap from Wednesday afternoon when… something was up with the power near Navy Yard. I saw the lights flicker in the office and thought I heard the HVAC reset, but no...
There are days I just want to get a bullhorn and head to the roof of a building and shout out a modified version of Annie’s “I’m sorry!” speech from The First Wives Club… I’ve always loved this movie and...
