hey, your sign fell off January 19th, 2012
I wonder what sort of sign fell off this red brick wall. I hope it wasn’t anything important.
I wonder what sort of sign fell off this red brick wall. I hope it wasn’t anything important.
Things got all busy all of a sudden! Work, school wrapping up for the semester, parties… Holiday rush. Here are some recent photos I haven’t had time to post until now.


We went and got our first real live Christmas tree this year. If you remember this event as a special sort of warm, fuzzy family moment, where you spend an hour wandering around a tree farm with a red wagon, and then Dad bravely cuts down the perfect tree after 45 minutes of looking–maybe there is a better one up ahead! — … well, picture the opposite. It was 9pm on Sunday evening, and I demanded that we go get a tree then, because our crazy schedules were not really free again until it was practically Christmas anyways… so, we headed to the tropical plant place on New York Ave. Picking out the perfect tree consisted of a toothless guy and his cat hustling us along through some dark rows of trees leaning in piles, and us taking the first and cheapest tree we saw that had branches. While the guy and his cat tied the tree to the top of our car, Matt paid for the tree and an extra $3 for a fresh cut on the bottom. It all happened in approximately 12 minutes. Not exactly magical. BUT! Our tree is now home, lit, decorated, and it’s perfect!

…experience complete with giant blow-up Santa.

and, Bowser. Hanging out in bed on a rainy day… BUM.

…it’s just not nice.

We have speed humps all over our neighborhood, so I see these signs on a daily basis when coming and going, walking Bowser, going for a run…. and every time I think the same thing. They look like flying saucers! Why are the bumps rounded on the bottom? It’s SO STRANGE!

I was waiting for the signal to change today to cross Connecticut Avenue by the Van Ness metro station when I spotted this little gem on the light pole. It was around 7pm, though still felt like 100 degrees outside despite being that late in the day, rain was beginning to sprinkle, and I was feeling pretty sticky. You could probably have literally watched my hair going from straight to curly at a time like this. June, you sure feel a lot like August.
It will be ok!

The man is always watching!

Happy Heart Day, everyone! Hope you are spending it doing something you love, with someone you love, or both. Today’s L O V E photo is brought to you from Baltimore, MD and the Visionary Art Museum – it’s the building we were married in, and this Polaroid was actually one of our table place markers. I love how the expired film (thank you, eBay) is all messed up. In fact, it was so old that it started leaking photo goo on me after it popped out of the camera.

Andy’s Carry Out, at New York Avenue and M St NW. Fish. Chicken. Sub. Ice Cold Beer. We’ve never eaten there, but I approve of the stencil sign and think the menu has all the major food groups pretty much covered.

I got our car washed last night. I know, I know… this is maybe not a very exciting thing to share with the blog-o-sphere. I just thought the sign was pretty sweet as I was sitting there waiting for my turn. It’s Mr. Wash, just sitting there in his undersized vehicle like a character from MarioKart or something. I’m-a Wario, I’m-a-gonna win!

did art ever die?