Three trays of packaged kaiser rolls strewn about the sidewalk on 17th Street NW. (Photo: FredoAlvarez [flickr])

Curious the things you see when walking up the street. I’ve seen random furniture, an ironing board, and even exercise equipment. Never before, though, have I ever encountered three random trays of buns on the sidewalk without rhyme or reason. There was no catering truck or anything nearby.

(Photo: FredoAlvarez [flickr])

Last weekend, I traveled to Columbus, Oh., to visit my friends Bo and Sean for their third annual summer party. As in years past, their party coincided with Bear Camp.

Pictured above is Bo (left, one of our hosts) and Mike from Boston, who “borrowed” my camera and got a little carried away. The photos he took are not part of my flickr set from the party.

A section of the meat case at Canales Quality Meats in Eastern Market.

August 4. Catching an earlier flight from Columbus back to BWI.

I’m in Columbus, Oh., for the weekend visiting friends who are holding
a party. Since I arrived particularly early, I agreed to accompany one
of my hosts to the grocery store to pick up some last minute items.

One of the stores we hit was Aldi, which offers some pretty fantastic
deals on groceries. They do something there I’d never encountered
before: they make you “rent” a shopping cart.

To get a cart, you stick a quarter into a box affixed to the cart’s
handle. The quarter unlocks a chain freeing it for use. When you’re
done shopping, you return the cart, put the chain back in and get your
quarter back.

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Gate A1, BWI Airport.

My housemates and I were at a car dealership just outside of Gaithersburg yesterday when I noticed this sign. I immediately thought it might be a good candidate for FAIL Blog.

Can anyone tell me why?

On my way to brunch with Brian yesterday, I came across this setup outside the Museum of Crime & Punishment, a new tourist trap here in D.C. Oddly enough, it was the museum’s signage that first caught my attention — not this unintentional paean to bondage fetishists — and led me to think out loud, “Oh, that’s new!”

This morning, I caught a commercial for this museum for the first time.

Right next door to the museum is the Cop Shop; I can only assume that it’s the museum’s gift store. Among the trinkets and other miscellany one can purchase there is a black beach towel with a crime scene outline printed on it. (Classy!) I’m willing to bet dollars to donuts [rimshot!] that this store might do some brisk business during MAL.

The 8th Street entrance to Eastern Market’s East Hall last night. I don’t recall ever seeing the interior lights on at 9:30 in the evening when I took this snapshot.

Eastern Market extended its hours to 7 p.m. last week, to accommodate shoppers on their way home from work. Repairs to the South Hall — the Market’s original building — continue after a fire gutted it on April 30, 2007.

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