Crotchless was the polite version I learned...

So, it pretty much sounds like Sid Meier’s Pirates! in SPACE! and I have never been more okay with those five words, in that order.

AND FLASH GORDON WAS THERE IN SILVER UNDERWEAR

Mr. Colicchio said that the success of the car service Uber, whose fee includes service, “is making it possible at least for younger generations to swallow this.”

I mean, not a garage on the weekend, but on-street parking is cheap enough, and there’s plenty in that area. And yeah, it’s two miles, so I find that walkable.

I suppose you can look at it that way. I see “if they can’t convince the guy who is paying $10 for a cab instead of $3 for the metro, how can they convince anyone else?”

Hell, if you have a family coming from VA or MD, even paying $20 for parking is a better deal than $5/person/trip.

Hey, maybe if they revoked the tax-exempt status of churches, the city could afford to give them more parking and/or improve the awful goddamn Metro service we get.

Sunday Metro service typically runs one train every 20-30 minutes, and from the suburbs, it can take 1-2 hours from arrival at Metro station to downtown stops. At that point, the benefit to Metro is negated by how long it takes to get in and out of the city; driving is simply faster and more convenient.

If they don’t make Colonel Sunder canon, then I am never reading DC again. He was goddamn tailor-made to be a Ma Hunkel villain.

I swear, everything bad always leads back to teen aged male rednecks.

Ion Storm lied and delayed to gather bitches and wealth. EA built an empire from its lust for always-online “gameplay.” Blizzard shaped unprepared servers into an economic superpower.

I remember that! Because I spent hours trying to understand how a human being can misunderstand the word “joke” so utterly that “ordering a sandwich without bread” fits the definition in their addled mind.

I’m American, but that’s always been my take on it, too - it’s my job to keep my house clean, not my guest’s.

I mean, that’s the key to almost any food.

I once read that artichokes have a chemical in them that makes most wine taste awful - is that true, or is it just that artichokes are such a singular flavor?

Definitely better than waiting to hear how someone screws up my name.

There is (or used to be, haven’t been there in a while) a Louisiana-styled restaurant just outside of DC that, instead of numbers , gave out placards with LA parish names. And the phonetic pronunciation just below them.

I am so goddamn tired of the religious rule dichotomy. From the interview:

Yeah - as a DC resident, I can vouch for the fact that presidential motorcades are disruptive for everyone. They clear the park, close off streets and sidewalks along the route, and generally inconvenience anyone in the area.

Yeah, I really wonder what the customer was expecting to fill that glass. Canadian whiskey? Irish? Japanese? What’s the appropriate pour for “whiskey, neat” assuming you can’t hear when someone drops the e?