January 18, 2008
Overheard in D.C.: Party Time!
Aside from maybe donuts, parties are the best thing ever. You meet people, funny stuff happens, maybe somebody gets somebody else's phone number. Especially if the party was at your place, it's fun to wake up groggy and see bottles and cups and other detritus strewn about in the mid-morning (or better yet, mid-afternoon) sun — the sign of a job well done, a party well had. And if it was a really good party, you can talk with friends and try to piece the evening back together. But if you have to ask, it was probably you.
Quote of the Week
During a commercial break at the Redskins playoff game Saturday at Chief Ike's.
A partially inebriated 20-something male talking to two 20-something females: "I was so tanked last night that I don't know if I shit in my bed, or if somebody else shit in my bed as a joke. But someone definitely shit in my bed. It was a pretty good party though."
After the jump, tiger town, cheap booze, and more equally "good" parties.
Keep the funny coming; send your overheards to overheardindc (at) gmail (dot) com!
Photo by timkelley
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Best workman ever
At a House office building.
Burly electrician repairing something in the ceiling.
In high pitched, quiet, wistful voice: "I want to go to Tiger Town."
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What way is that?
At a party in Annandale:
"...it makes my groin hurt...and not in a good way!"
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Do not mess with the Smithsonian Associates.
Brief snippet of a conversation while in the National Gallery Sculpture Garden:
"So then they broke both of my father's legs"
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Mad Dog 20-20 or Arbor Mist?
In Giant:
Father with child under one year old in the cart holding a can of formula:
"Yes, son, that's right -- your formula IS more expensive than Daddy's booze."
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Ah, empathy
On the street:
Guy: "Yeah, my weekend was really relaxing... oh, by the way, is your brother still alive?"
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Douche or moron?
A woman talking to a guy near Trader Joe's in Alexandria.
Woman: "I'm having an Indian-Themed party in two weeks."
Guy: "Dot or Feather?"
Pause.
Woman: "OK, you are officially uninvited!"
Guy: "WHAT? It's a valid question!"
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And last but not least, military intelligence.
An Army Major walking into the men's bathroom inside the Pentagon:
"Why does it always smell like crap in here?"
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I use the dot or feather (joke/quip/GWH quote) once in a while. Sorry, now I'm ashamed.
Yeah, me too.
You'd figure someone who actually worked there would kinda notice that, from above, the Pentagon looks like a big butthole, hence the aroma.
That picture made me recall a crisp fall evening in 1999 when we had the epiphany that people could play flip cup while a game of beirut was taking place. You really would have thought we had discovered the cure for cancer we were so thrilled with ourselves. Ah, the good old days...
How strange to envision a five-sided bunghole when looking at the... Oh, it's Monkey. Never mind.
Bit of henpecking - the National Gallery is in now way connected to the Smithsonian, so that header's not really relevant.
I understand the woman's point of view, but she was being vague.
And then I think, "Oh yeah, this town's team is REDSKINS" Grrrr... Nevermind.
Monkey, I'll never look at the Pentagon the same again.
i think that father regrets having children
RecSpecs: Awesome!
As for the "dots or feathers?" thing... I'm siding with the guy on this one.
As someone of dot-Indian descent, I'm offended that someone would take offense at the dot/feather thing. Seriously offended.
I usually say "Calcutta or Little Bighorn?" A little longer, but it's worth it if it gets me invited to all the parties.
Nice broseph table in that photo up there.
I usually say dot or teepee.
I usually say dot or teepee.
see -- i've always just heard/used "slurpee or casino" as the differentiator between the native americans and people from the subcontinent