Metro Section: What’s a Fresh One?
Thursday, August 31st, 2006
- Adrian Fenty wants to see the city’s people “get lifted.” [Fenty '06]
- “Why is it that I became almost offended at JR’s on Sunday by being called “exotic” not once, not twice but three times…. like I’m half peacock or something….. next time somebody’s going to get a fresh one in the pie hole.” [DC Gays of Our Lives]
- Fuck you, August. “Ann Frank wrote her last diary entry in August, and it was August when the first A-bomb was dropped…Babe Ruth, Princess Diana, Marilyn Monroe, and Elvis Presley all died in August.” [Till Human Voices Wake Us, and We Drown]
- Coyote Ugly has closed. “Don’t Just Get Drunk, Get Ugly” didn’t work out in Atlanta, Boston or Philadelphia either. [Diary of a Mad Asian Woman]
- “I may have to move to Louisiana and become a flood victim” in order to schtup Senator Mary Landrieu. [Media Concepts]
- Adrian Fenty wants to see the city’s people “get lifted.” [Fenty '06]
- “Why is it that I became almost offended at JR’s on Sunday by being called “exotic” not once, not twice but three times…. like I’m half peacock or something….. next time somebody’s going to get a fresh one in the pie hole.” [DC Gays of Our Lives]
- Fuck you, August. “Ann Frank wrote her last diary entry in August, and it was August when the first A-bomb was dropped…Babe Ruth, Princess Diana, Marilyn Monroe, and Elvis Presley all died in August.” [Till Human Voices Wake Us, and We Drown]
- Coyote Ugly has closed. “Don’t Just Get Drunk, Get Ugly” didn’t work out in Atlanta, Boston or Philadelphia either. [Diary of a Mad Asian Woman]
- “I may have to move to Louisiana and become a flood victim” in order to schtup Senator Mary Landrieu. [Media Concepts]








December is the new August. Sure, it may not feel like August, what with the freezing fucking cold and whatnot, but it feels like August what with the empty streets, thumb-twiddling social events and the bottomlessly inane excuses for trend stories turning up in the Washington Post. Then: Neely Tucker searching for something to say about shade, “Why are there odes to the sea, to the stars, to a Grecian urn, and so few to shade?” Now: Phillip Kennicott, similarly reaching for interest in a — dare we say “ode” — to “gray”:
Washington tourists in August: Clearly, the rejects of the vacationing world. An article in today’s WaPo shows how our subway system, designed to thwart invasion and attack, also cleverly repels a more pernicious presence:
