Live long enough in this town, and you’ve probably done some pretty crazy things for that perfect parking spot. Put your bumpers to their literal use. Laid down on the street. Threatened the elderly. Believe us, we’re not judging: we’ve all been there. When you’ve been making concentric circles around 18th and U for 45 minutes, you’ll give your first born just to park and go home. You never liked that brat much, anyway. Still, no matter how desperate you’ve been, we doubt you’ve ever had courage enough, sarcasm enough, or just plain old-fashioned stupidity enough to try this one.

Quote of the Week

A woman parks on 18th and N and gets out of the car to talk to a near-by cop, who is on foot:

Woman: “Is this anywhere near Adams Morgan?”
Cop: “No, it’s not.”
Woman: “Oh…well, can I have a cone?”
Cop: “What?”
Woman: “You know, one of those orange cones to put in my parking space. This is a really good spot.”

After the jump, last train to Cuddlesville, text leaked from the new J.K. Rowling book, and a whole lot of metro map confusion.

Overheard. Because the conversation at the table next to you is bound to be more interesting than your blind date. overheardindc (at) gmail (dot) com.

Photo by Flickr user andertho.