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>> "A D.C. police officer confessed in court today that, while responding to a false alarm at a Northeast Washington home in August, he swiped the owner's credit card from a credenza while she was gone and tried to rack up thousands of dollars in charges." [WaPo] >> "The D.C. Council is considering legislation to reduce the spread of drug-resistant staph infection by starting the fight where the bug is most prevalent — in...

>> Another photographer reports being harassed, this time outside DARPA headquarters in Arlington. [Raw Fisher]

Good morning, Washington. Enjoy that cool temperature outside while it lasts (60° right now!), because the heat will be back before you know it (i.e. this weekend), so much so that you'll probably need to switch on the old A/C come Sunday. Mayor Fenty's nominee for Schools Chancellor, Michelle Rhee, knows a little something about sitting around in expectation of feeling the heat herself right now -- there's the questions about the secret way Fenty...

Six months ago, I plunked down what meager savings I had and purchased a few hundred square feet of condo in the Brookland area of Northeast Washington. I had been living in a Columbia Heights rowhouse, surrounded in coffeeshops and bars by the newly rich, made wealthy by timely purchases of neglected townhomes. My morning walk to the Metro was a minefield of construction detritus and orange cones, houses being gutted and rehabbed, and holes being dug and filled in with upscale grocery stores and luxury condos. On weekends I’d walk through the neighborhood, stopping to take in the curious new vistas that changed weekly, fresh iron skeletons and powerwashed brick facades that showed up daily like the morning paper. In such situations, one’s natural feeling is a fear of missing out, and the most casual of friendly get togethers tended to turn to talk of taking the plunge, of investment trusts, and the existence and/or longevity of a housing price bubble. Ultimately, I became seduced, and began a process that quickly developed its own life, pushing me through legalistic hoops until I found myself standing in the dining nook of my condo, holding a bottle of ten dollar champagne and wondering what I’d gotten myself into.

Good morning, Washington. The weather should be fair with temperatures near 60 degrees.