Herpes Triangle: Five Bars, One Mission
Tuesday, June 30th, 2009
There’s a quaint little area of popular, resoundingly trashy bars on M street between Connecticut and 23rd, lovingly referred to as Herpes Triangle. Here the alcohol runs freely, interns are viable bait, and the likelihood of getting alcohol poisoning, vomited upon or groped by strangers is almost guaranteed. Welcome to DC’s Mecca for drinking and debauchery. MORE »














Well, this is a terrible disappointment. The City of St. Paul decided to charge bars $2500 for a license to stay open till 4 a.m. during the anxious, angry slog known as the Republican National Convention — an event to make a drinker out of anyone — not a single establishment has applied. A POX ON ALL THEIR HOUSES.
Montana Congressman Denny Rehberg is worth tens of millions of dollars, but because he is drunk most of the time — including a 2004 trip to Kazakhstan where he “had several shots of vodka before he fell off a horse, got trampled on by another and broke at least one rib” — he usually sleeps in his Capitol Hill office. He has absolutely no idea where he is or what he is doing at all times. So what is this $300 in campaign money he dropped for “lodging” at Capitol Hill’s delightful Tune Inn bar, where they don’t have “lodging” in the traditional sense?
We write to you from the bar upstairs at the Stephen F. Austin hotel, which is HOPPING. Very serious young people in navy blazers gather in one corner watching a wide-screen TV with local returns. OK, the blazers only number 1 or 2, and the wearers look young in the sense of “under 40, maybe”, but we are going for ATMOSPHERE here. We are nursing a $9 Maker’s and ginger ale and listening to people discuss the race in the 10th Congressional District, in which a savvy handsome young International Expert named