When it comes to going out to hear background music over drinks, there are two kinds of people — those who choose ’80s night and those who choose Irish music.
Lately, the Sprite I have been drinking has tasted different than the stuff I was buying six months ago. There has been more citrus-y flavor, and less bite. Given the little bit of bite that Sprite had to begin with, this is a troubling prospect. I miss the old 7-UP.
After reading this article (AP/CDT) maybe there is a reason it tastes different. Scary.
There is a lot of talk of putting a street car line down Columbia Pike. While it sounds cool and would give that under-achieving corridor some cachet, I have to wonder if it is actually a sensible way to move lots of people. Columbia Pike is the busiest bus route in the Commonwealth, and I wonder if streetcars would increase capacity.
Having spent a fair amount of time on Boston’s Green Line, I have to say that street cars, while cool, are not that quick. The only advantage I can see to using street cars/trolley/light rail is if it has its own alignment, so it does not have to worry about cars, pedestrians etc. I guess it would not be a streetcar on seperate alignment.
Clear Channel killed their oldies format on Big 100 (100.3 FM) and replaced it with classic rock, despite there already being classic rocker on 94.7 with crummy ratings. Now, there is no oldies station in the market, so good luck hearing any Motown or pre-“Sgt. Pepper” Beatles on free radio.
The first three times I hit the station during my run through the dial I heard the Eagles. Mojo Nixon was right…
A friend of mine recently stopped seeing a woman that he been dating for a few weeks. She observed, “you are always on,” and thought he was trying too hard. In reality, that is just the way he is, being a well-read, extremely social person. She was actually intimidated by his rhetorical prowress, so she moved on. To my friend I say, “bullet dodged.”
Tourist season has began in earnest in BeltwayLand. A lot of locals (though perhaps transplants would be more fair) get down on the tourists, but I take it in stride. Aside from the “stand on the right” issue, I really don’t have many gripes. After all, for every “You don’t know me” t-shirt sold there is more sales tax revenue, which is double in Pentagon City mall. So, I thank the tourists for keeping my county a great place to live.
Recently, my brother invited his priest to a family dinner. During grace, the priest blessed the conversation. I had never heard that one before, but it makes a whole lot of sense. Please keep this in mind the next time you say grace.
