Thank You for Not Mentioning That Thing on My Face
I was at CVS the other day morning, picking up a few necessities, wearing my Ipod and trying to ignore the masses of humanity around me. “The Lady Is a Tramp” by Frank Sinatra played, and it was just so peppy and jazzy that I totally wanted to bust out a couple of dance moves. I refrained, but I realized as I was walking out of the store that this was the Dupont Circle CVS, and I’d have to do something a lot more extreme than dance if I wanted to get anyone’s attention. Like maybe vomit blood.
In sad DC-related news, the venerable Reeves Bakery and Restaurant closed last Friday. Reeves has been a DC institution for since 1886 years. When I was just a wee tot, my dad used to take me to the original Reeves (which was a really amazing place that sadly burned down sometime in the in this amazing old building that burned down sometimes in the 80s). They had these awesome ham salad sandwiches. Their cakes, pies, and doughnuts were to die for. They vacated their last location because of problems with the lease and are currently looking for a new location. Here’s hoping they find one soon.
Labels: Frank Sinatra, pimples, Reeves
1 Comments:
At 6/15/07, 1:31 PM, JordanBaker said…
I have the same pimple on my left cheek--one of us is walking around with half of the other's face.
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