Tax season commeth! That means I get to see the dancing Statue of Liberty on my way home from work. This costume guy was getting all into it with his little dance, I was afraid he was going to jiggy himself right off that thin little median he balances on. Nothing would be sadder than a Statue of Liberty with a twisted ankle, or worse – lying crumpled in a heap on Georgia Avenue.

And before anyone says it, I promise you I WAS stopped at a light while I took these pics. Unlike other (mostly Maryland) commuters I’ve seen, I don’t take pics while flying down the road. I also don’t floss while driving, read the newspaper, or use an electric razor… all of which I have seen before.

Have you submitted your taxes yet? Anyone get a big refund?

   

Dear Alexander Ovechkin,  
If you’re reading my blog, maybe you can come out and give the ice rink in Silver Spring a test skate? It opened not too long ago, but I’ve yet to see it ever get really crowded. I know you’re probably not hurting for free ice time or anything, but I’d sure love to see a net out there on the ice and watch you skate around. It would certainly draw a crowd. Of course, I’m not usually around this way on a Saturday night, so maybe it picks up then, who knows? Anyways, if you’re reading this, I’m available this Saturday, and every Saturday in the future, if you’d like to go for a skate.
 

From, Lori

On Wayne Avenue in Silver Spring, if you walk along the parking garage sidewalk, you’ll come across all these decorated bricks in the streetscape. They’re sporadically placed in groups every 15 feet or so, as if they’re trying to peek through and get your attention. I enjoy them just about every morning, but especially today after trudging through the gray snow/slush/slop/salt mixture that is currently coating the sidewalks.

I pass through this “tunnel” under the Silver Spring metro tracks on Georgia Avenue with some frequency — On my way from work to meet my parents for dinner at Crisfields, or when picking the car up from the Honda repair shop up that way. Last night, I was headed through it on my way to an animators meet-up group, and with the lights glistening off the colored tiles and the water from the snow/ice event the night before… it was both pretty and creepy at the same time. It was kind of like the scene in Willy Wonka where the boat on the chocolate river goes through the crazy psychedelic tunnel and everyone’s all scared and excited, only instead of Oompa Loompas there were just some guys walking the other way past me, on their way to the bar.