January 30, 2004

Better bus maps


Well, I'm glad we've solved all our problems.

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January 29, 2004

The servant waits while the mass debates

I can't believe there are still seven of them, considering the lackluster fundraising and the rapidly expanding number of states in play. Do Kucinich and Sharpton split a rented Ford Focus to get between South Carolina and Oklahoma?

And how many debates have there been since the summer? A billion, that's how many. At least when Ted Koppel isn't moderating, they can talk about things like trade and healthcare instead of botox and sweaters and high-pitched wails and the rest of the crap you get from the RNC's too-embarassing-to-fess-up-to talking points they're laundering through third parties like Drudge.

So I'll watch this debate for the next five minutes, and then I'll get bored and pop in my Homidice DVD.

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14th and Aargh, NW

I found a pirate, but what I really want is some booty.

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State Quarters

Do you get the feeling that some state quarters are just a bit too busy? In Minnestota, they're trying to cram an outline of the state, snowflakes, boats and loons on the back of a tiny little coin. The whole state quarter program is spinning out of control. Bring back the eagle.

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January 28, 2004

"The law of gravity is racist."

To follow up on a late-night conversation at Brickskeller, I present actual Marion Barry quotes.


Speaking of Brickskeller, are the waitresses there extra-hot because they're attractive, or because they talk to you about beer (of which they are extremely knowledgeable) and then bring it to you?

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Shorter Bill Safire

From today's Times:

"If I wish hard enough, Hillary will run for President despite her repeated declarations to the contrary and I'll get to use a few months' worth of recycled material before I have to start making stuff up about Syria."

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January 27, 2004

You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here

The federales are letting out three hours early and there's a rumor metro will close at 4. I hereby take back everything I said earlier about how D.C. finally got its severe weather act together.

One final piece of advice: Steer into the skid.

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Not a Democrat, not yet institutionalized

Some people think it's odd that I enjoy shouting down Lyndon Larouche wackos when they hand out flyers at my Metro station. Actually, I don't really enjoy it as much as I think it's my responsibility. The man is a nut and he damages the Democratic Party by associating with it. He's not a Democrat -- he can't vote because he's a convicted felon.

Don't underestimate him just because he's crazy -- professional journalists have been fooled by his fake Al-Jazeera webpage. If unchallenged, he causes damage. That's why I yell: because I care.

Here's some more information here.

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January 26, 2004

Snow me.

The federal government is open today and I'm conflicted.

On the one hand, it means that I have to go to work. Although I'm not a federal employee myself, we close when they do. Any day I can play in the snow instead of work is a good day as far as I'm concerned.

On the other hand, I'm glad we didn't get into the same morass we did during Hurricane Isabel. If the trains are running and the main roads are sufficiently clear, people should go to work, period. In a city so legendary for its tendency to freak out at the first sign of snow, it's nice to see people buck up, if only to shut up those northerners (myself included) who call people wimps for staying home with accumulations of less then two feet. If D.C. is to ever get a reputation for being a place where things work reliably, we need to learn to slog through the snow.

Click here for updated information on what is closed.

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January 25, 2004

Get your curl on

People like me don't do too much in the way of athletic activity. We sit at desks all day and we have neither money for equipment nor the dicipline to compete with the real hardcore people. But still, the urge to seek glory on the field of play runs deep with in me and therefore, I was inspired driving on Canal Rd. on Saturday -- the C&O Canal froze completely and people were out on the ice playing hockey. Unfortunately, I don't have any skates. What is a boy to do?


Borrowing some brooms and making "stones" by freezing water in a pot overnight, five friends and I took to the canal this morning to learn a new sport. In the end, it turned out to be a lot of fun and we got really good at it. I wonder how hard it can be to get on the olympic team.

Pictures below.

Basic equipment: The brush and the stone.

The setup.

The release (over the line, but who's counting)

The agony of defeat.

This is the goal. We tried to carve it out with a knife and color it with Manashewitz, but it didn't end up looking very professional.

Smokin', drinkin' and curlin'.

C.S. and Mike briefly forget that we aren't playing hockey.

Our team: DSCOBloggers A.G, R.J. and Zoe. We won (possibly tied), but only because they kept hitting our stone and knocking it closer to the goal.

Their team: Mike, DCSOBlogger C.S. and Will.

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January 24, 2004

Let down

I can hardly believe my eyes... everywhere there's snow, snow, snow, except for a little hole in the middle right over my apartment. Tomorrow is the weekend and I have to work even if it snows. But I want a snow day.

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January 23, 2004

Greatest Hits

DCSOB went live about four months ago Monday. In honor of that milestone and in recognition of the fact that I'll probably be busy Monday morning, we present our best posts over the life of this blog:

Aah, the memories...

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Are the Moonies going pro-choice on us?

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We will crush them!

Ending this site's run as "Washington's Gawker," Wonkette is a DC site run by Gawker, which would give it a little bit of an advantage when making such claims. I suppose that makes us just "Washington's three guys who drink too much and like to complain about Metro."

Frankly, these guys reek of out-of-town (I hear the editor is from Montgomery County). They say there are no DC hipsters. I beg to differ. Inasmuch as "real" hipsters in places like Williamsburg are trust-fund babies who define their relation to one another through music, clothing, Friendster and absolutely nothing else, we have plenty of those -- just go to the Black Cat or Kingpin on a Saturday night. The only difference is that DC hipsters trade in the Chuck Taylors for wingtips during the week and have real jobs.

Also, they can't spell the name of a certain crackhead mayor. It's Barry, not Berry.

So how will DCSOB meet the big media challenge? We live here, for one.

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January 22, 2004

Go to the Capitol, run into a pile of mixed nuts

It's that time of year again, when a wannabe Eric Robert Rudolph's thoughts turn to Washington. Yes, the March For Life is raging within shouting distance of yours truly's office.

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Fun With Craigslist

Should men really be allowed insupervised access to the internet? I mean jeez, this guy just gives the rest of us a bad name. From Craigslist's "Missed Connections:"

I saw u at hooters (tyson) - m4w - 27 (dc)

I can just imagine what this dude says to her:

"I had just finished licking the wing sauce off the fingers of my left hand and was reaching for my beer when at that moment the waitress' ass-hugging bright orange booty-shorts moved to the left and I saw your face. You had barbeque sauce smeared on your chin and your companion was staring at your cleavage. Right then, I knew you were the one."

I can't wait to see where this relationship might lead.

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January 21, 2004

State of my Living Room

(In honor of our discovery of "WMD-like programs," the following will not be a blog post -- it will be a "post-like text string").

Around here, we treat politics like a sport. We go to bars and talk about cloture motions, argue over bad calls made by federal courts and constantly speculate about the primary campaign like a pennant race.

Therefore, it was no surprise that I spent last night in my living room with DCSOB's two other (very) occasional bloggers and the Token Republican Friend™. We had the official SOTU drinking game printed out on the table, but I evenutally gave up keeping track around the third time the Shrub mispronounced the word "nuclear."

More accurately, I gave up keeping score because we were only paying attention to the speech at intervals -- most of the time was spent in a shouting match with TRF™ about a variety of issues, from corporate taxation to "judicial activism" to sex education. Nothing was solved, no minds were changed and it was like The "O'Reilley Factor" right here in NW DC, but it was fun. I only wish I knew what Bush actually said all the times I couldn't hear him over the din.

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January 20, 2004

Is rock dead, or just hibernating?

I haven't seen a touring band since the Buzzcocks came to the 9:30 Club in early December, which is a pretty long time to go without rock. It seems like most of the bands I want to see are either out of the country or patching up their wounds at home.

The next show worth watching? $15 will let you in for My Morning Jacket on Jan. 31. Fellow DCSOB blogger C.S. may want to see moe. on one of two dates in February. The Walkmen are swinging by on Feb. 26, and thank god it's not at the Black Cat -- that's where they were last time, and the sound was awful.

Maybe it's just my personal taste, but there isn't anything I'd pay for at the aformentioned Black Cat until British Sea Power chugs into port on March 15 (don't give me any lip about not liking the Shins -- you know where you can shove that 'pop sensibility').

So, did the DC scene go on recess for two months, or am I just too much of a snob?

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Cashin' in

A lot of office pools in the District are without a clear winner today, leaving either a very few Kerry fans feeling a little heavy in the wallet, or keeping a lot of money in the pot for New Hampshire.

I for one bet against a former Gephardt employee. If Dean won, he would cover a meal at Lauriol Plaza, vice versa if Gep won. Since neither of them won, we're both off the hook. However, he bet someone else a meal at the far more expensive Inn at Little Washington that Gep would win. Uh-oh.

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January 19, 2004

For those about to caucus, we salute you

I swear, this Iowa/New Hampshire ritual we go through every four years is absolutely bizarre. I understand primaries, and I like the concept of building up an organization and going state-by-state marshalling support from his own party before going on the larger battle. It lets party voters get to know the candidates and pick out the ones with the fatal flaws (Gary Hart, Ted Kennedy) before it becomes a general election blowout, which is probably good for general national stability.

Still, why should we care what two small and unrepresentative states have to say? More importantly, why is it always the same two states? Even worse, why do candidates have to pay a price for criticizing the status quo? Why should a national candidate get handicapped early in the campaign for hurting the feelings of a small number of people with a totally undeserved influence?

No matter what I think, the show is set to begin tomorrow. For those of us who have been following the campaign for over a year, it's finally a concrete result to compare to months of guessing and second-guessing, scenario-making and poll-extrapolating. If only I had a vote that mattered. Ever.

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January 16, 2004

Places that are warmer

A selection:
Bismarck, ND (by 2 degrees)
Chicago, IL (by 1 degree)
Moscow, Russia (by 1 degree)
Calgary, Canada (by 10 degrees!)

It's the same temperature in Keflavikurflugvollur, Iceland, however.

Bottom line: It's not fair!

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Whassamatta, WMATA?

After a fare increase this summer, Metro wants another one. I have an idea - why not just make tourists pay more? Many don't bring cars with them and the rest are so completely lost getting around town that they're a captive audience.

Raise the cost of a day pass. If people pay per ride, that's even better because they'll inevitably end up with extra change on the cards they'll never use again -- free money. If they complain, just tell them to ask their congressional delegations to support voting rights. It's snippy and profitable -- just the way I like things.

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How cold is it?

It's so cold that I saw a completely frozen-solid half-drank forty on the street near my office this morning. I kicked it over to check, and the liquid didn't budge.

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January 15, 2004

Only slightly better than "Marion Barry Washington National Airport"

I still just call it "National," partially because it's shorter and partially because I never bother remembering name changes -- back in New York City, I never latched on to the Joe DiMaggio Highway or the Met Life Building -- things are named once and should stay that way.

If Congress wants to name the airport after some buffoon, it's fine with me. After all, driving on Jefferson Davis Highway (U.S. 1) to get there should put things in perspective, naming-wise.

But when they start going after my money -- my precious, precious coinage -- I start to get uppity. I know that the quest to put Reagan on the dime has been around for a while, but only now did I find this great post about it.

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January 14, 2004

Black Box Voting in Washington

I got angry while voting in the just-for-show primary yesterday, and not because I couldn't vote for Clark, Lieberman, Edwards, Kerry or Gephardt, since I wasn't going to vote for them anyway.

I got angry because the fancy new touch-screen voting machines are of the black-box variety, which is to say that they don't print out a reciept. Therefore, my vote could have been registered incorrectly in the machine and later reported as such, without any opportunity for a recount using a piece of paper I verified before dropping in a box. No real records exist. Therefore, many people are proposing that all touch-screen machines print out a slip of paper with which each voter can personally verify and can later be checked against computer results for any funny business.

On the DC Board of Elections and Ethics site, I found this plan for compliance under the Help America Vote Act.

It says that each of the District's 142 precints have both Optech Eagle P III optical scan machines (the inane connect-the-arrow forms) and at least one Sequoia Edge Direct Recording Equipment machine.

It didn't take much Googling to find out just how bad these machines are.

In the IEEE Spectrum:

"Even more risky is the fact that at least one machine's firmware, that of the Sequoia Edge, can be reprogrammed through a port on the voting machine kiosk. Although this port is "secured" during the voting session by a flimsy, numbered, plastic tab, it is exposed after the election, providing essentially no protection against reprogramming."

Everybody who voted in Tuesday's primary (all five of you, I fear) should complain to BOEE about this. Personally, I'm writing a letter. If you would like to do the same, here's their address:

Board of Elections and Ethics
441 4th Street, NW, Suite 250 North
Washington, DC 20001

And their phone number:
(202) 727-2525

Now start complaining like I know you can! Just pretend it's an unfair parking ticket or a weak $10 martini...

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With this regulation, I thee wed

The federal government has proven itself pretty good at doing things like building dams, fighting wars and managing air traffic around our airports. Does that mean they will do a good job promoting marriage?

Of course not. In fact, regulating interpersonal relationships is the area in which government is most ineffective -- easily thwarted and ignored at every turn, in fact. From homosexuality to underage sex to interracial relationships -- you name it, government regulation or promotion hasn't worked.

So if you're a social conservative who thinks the only diddling that should be allowed is that which occurs within the confines of a Southern Baptist marriage, you should be spending your time campaigning against federal marriage programs on the grounds it will backfire, creating thousands of athiest couples knockin' boots in broad daylight right in the middle of the street.

Sorta like our regulation of drugs.

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Dean doesn't top 50%? Uh-oh

This could be very, very bad, considering he was the only candidate with any money on the ballot. Why he didn't blow Sharpton out of the water instead of keeping it within nine points is both dissapointing and bizarre. But then again, Sharpton's history as a New York election loser shows that while he never wins, he always does better than the pre-election polls show.

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January 13, 2004

Get Your Vote On, Continued

And the "Post" headline says it all:

D.C. Voters Trickle to Polls

It's not a deluge, not a torrent, but a quiet trickle. Said one resident, "It seems pretty pathetic, really. We could have a perfectly legitimate primary at another date, with all the candidate."

Just a note, this guy voted so he can bitch all he wants. (I'm an Independent, can I still bitch?)

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Get your Vote On

This member of the DCSOB team made it out to the polls in his neighborhood bright and early this morning to exercise his constitutionally-protected right to vote in a non-binding election where half the candidates aren't even on the ballot.

The polling place, a school on 17th street, was nearly empty when I arrived about 9:00 a.m. There were maybe 10 people in line to receive their voting cards. D.C. is still in a transition phase, as they had two types of machines set up - the old, folding booths, where people could "connect the line" by their candidate's name to register their vote, and a new touch screen machine. Being the technophile that I am, I waited the extra five minutes for the touch screen. It's a very easy, intuitive machine. You're given a "smart card," which is activated right before you enter the machine. When you put the card it the machine, it activates the vote, which lets you click on who you want to vote for, then provides confirmation. Even little old ladies in Palm Beach won't be able to vote for Pat Buchanan with this one.

Overall, excellent voting experience. But if the number of people in my precinct voting is any indication, there's going to be absolutely no turnout for this election. And the fact that it's non-binding doesn't hurt, either.

Regardless, go get your vote on - it at least shows that D.C. is willing to make a stand on an issue, even if the presidential candidates could care less about us.

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January 12, 2004


We have the choice tomorrow - between Howard Dean, Carol Moseley-Braun, Vermin Supreme and a few others for president. They're even laughing at us in Pittsburgh, which hasn't had anything to say to the rest of the country since Flashdance.

So please, go out and vote tomorrow - for one of the national candidates, if at all possible. Is it too much to ask for ten percent turnout, if only to save face?

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January 11, 2004

New York Avenue

New York Avenue is a popular method of getting to downtown DC from points north - seeing as that there is no limited-access highway, it's very popular for lack of any reasonably good alternative. The problem is that the people who live near the street would like their neighborhood back. So, they're doing something about it, proposing a billion bucks worth of ramps and other traffic improvements.

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January 10, 2004

Harping on the obvious

At about 8 this morning, I took a look at the weather on the Internet - it was 8F with a windchill of -9.

You know how people say they're "freezing their ass off"? Well, I always thought that was silly since your ass is the last thing on your body to get cold. Well, I lost feeling in my ass on the way to my car this morining.

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Claahk Couture

The shirt on the famous Animal House poster? This guy is going after Dean's college vote.

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January 9, 2004

Restaurant week

There was a time not long ago when I would spend $20 on food and eat for a week -- ramen, macaroni and cheese, microwave burritos, hot pockets and the occasional bag of baby carrots pretty much carried me through my last two years of college.

To quote Biz Markie, "That was then, this is now."

I'm still verging on broke most of the time, but I can afford a slightly more balanced diet, including the occasional trip to a restaurant for something other than happy hour. That's why I'm glad restaurant week is coming up. For $20.04 at lunch or $30.04 at dinner, you can get a meal at some of DC's best restaurants. If hot spots like The Caucus Room, DC Coast and TenPenh were out of your price range, now is the time to make your date think you're better off than you actually are.

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January 8, 2004

In N.H., it's pronounced "Claahk"

I know that this blog isn't that political (or is as apolitical as a DC-based blog can be), but does Wesley Clark think he can increase his likeability by dressing like Bill Cosby?

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January 7, 2004

Welcome Back Joe

DC is an interesting sports town. The state of our sports has been awful for a number of years:

We don't have baseball (fuck the Orioles). The Caps and Bullets (Wizards--who the hell cares) have been miserable for years. DC United was great for three years till they broke up the team (and who really watches pro soccer other than high school soccer players and folks from soccer-playing nations--and me). I think we had women's soccer here for a while... Come to think of it, do we still have women's basketball?

But there's something special about our pro football team, the Redskins. Sure, they've got an insulting name, the owner with the Napoleon complex has thrown millions at the team with zero results, they charge the fans exorbitant fees for everything, and they discard coaches like Bush discards allies-- but DC holds an interesting loyalty to the 'Skins.

If, on a given Sunday night, the Redskins beat the Dallas Cowboys and the city of Los Angeles was destroyed by a nuclear blast, the local news outlets would have a tough time deciding which story to lead with on Monday morning.

Skins fans have a bizarre optimism when it comes to their team. Third round draft pick back-up QB throws three TDs against a 1-7 team with no secondary? He's the future of the franchise, the next Montana. Mid way through the season at 2-6? We can win out finish 10-6 and win the division. Finish the season 6-10? Most of the losses were close games, we'll win the division next year. Unproven college coach coming to the team at a ridiculously high salary? He's the next freakin Lombardi.

But for all of the disappointments over the past dozen years Redskins fans have kept one hope close to their hearts: that this might happen.

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Cold Cold Cold

I checked the weather this morning, and it's 20 degrees out there, 8 with wind chill. Now I know any number of people from the far north who are more than willing to tell me that if it ever got that warm in January where they're from, the whole county would break out into a naked beach volleyball tournament, but I don't buy it - I have a thick winter coat that doesn't seem to do anything in this weather.

Bottom line: I don't want to leave home today.

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January 6, 2004

Primary Colors - Manic Panic edition

A group called Punks for Dean is holding a D.C. voting rights rally/fundraiser at the Black Cat Friday.

Other possible musical genre political groups:

Klezmer Musicians for Kerry: Joe Lieberman was taken aback when these guys tooted their clarinets for another candidate. Then again, it isn't a new feeling for Holy Joe.

Hair Bands for Edwards: It was a no-brainer for the Aqua-Net set to endorse the Breck Girl of the Senate.

Emo fans for Muskie: He might be dead, but he's the only candidate to cry on the campaign trail.

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January 5, 2004

Dulles Airport in a Time of Code Orange

In the true spirit of protecting America's airspace, the chief of the Transportation Security Administration at Dulles was stopped and arrested for drunk driving...while on duty.

According to The Washington Post:

Acting federal security director Charles Brady was pulled over about 1 a.m. [New Year's Eve] by a Metropolitan Washington Airports Authority police officer who saw him driving erratically on Route 28 near Dulles, airport spokeswoman Tara Hamilton said.


On a night considered at particular risk of terrorism, with extraordinary security actions in place across the country, Brady was supposed to be at his airport post until 2 a.m. TSA spokeswoman Jennifer Marty said that Brady should have been participating in a security exercise to ensure the safety of air travelers at that hour.

That makes you feel safe and secure, doesn't it? Almost as much as canceling flights because of a terror threat from a young child, a Welsh insurance agent, and an elderly Chinese woman.

[Courtesy WebFlyer]

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Primary next Tuesday

Don't you forget!

The D.C Board of Elections and Ethics has a list of polling places, but no feature for voters to find which one is closest to them. What gives?

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January 2, 2004

Where's Our Crown

This just in: According to the Washington Post, "homicides declined slightly in the District and Washington Region." But never fear, the 247 killings last year were still enough to edge out Detroit and retain our title of murder capital of the US. (Screw you Detroit, you may have beaten us in 01, but we've had the title for the past two years.) A region-wide total of 481 homicides represented a 6.8 percent decrease from last year.

Actually, we're only the murder capital of cities over 500,000 people, New Orleans would beat us hands down if they were included (kill us in football, kill us in murder rate, that city is really cheesing me off).

Showing just why he is Police Chief, Charles Ramsey, in a quote that sums up his understanding of the community and steely resolve in the face of these statistics, said the following:

"It is just absolutely incredible, the level of violence and the intent to kill."

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In and out

I realize that we here at DCSOB have not kept up with the end-of-year trend stories filling up space for vacationing journalists in the other publications you may read, such as the Washington Post and Juggs, so in order to make it up, we present our annual (or semi-annual if I get bored in a few months) in-and-out list for 2004.

Job Status: Unemployment Underemployment
Local Band: Washington Social Club The Carlsonics
TV Show: Queer Eye The Office
Strip: 18th Street 14th Street
Drink: Anything-tini Greyhound
Target of ire: Hipsters Adams Morgan B&T
Social Trend: Friendster Making introductions
Northwesterly suburb: Rockville Bethesda
Politician: Howard Dean Elliot Spitzer
Bad local team: Redskins All the other ones
Protest movement: "Attack Iraq? No!" "Bring BBC America to Basic Cable"
Metro Line: Red Green
Weather: Hurricaine Unseasonable warmth
Weekend getaway: NYC Baltimore
Safeway: Soviet (17th and Corcoran) Spanish (Columbia and Ontario)
Disease: SARS Regular Flu
Protection from cold: Scarves Hats with earflaps
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