Note to everyone looking to dump their parents off somewhere after a trip to the National Mall: There’s a new comedy club at Gallery Place. It’s called Riot Act, and occasionally, when the comics show up on time, they can be quite funny. In all seriousness, it’s a cool place that will likely make you laugh.
The Census really only works when everyone is honest. And these days, same-sex couples are a lot more willing to identify themselves
when it comes to the nation’s headcount. In this area, the numbers show that there are 17,000 gay couples living in Maryland and more than 20,000 in Virginia. Both of those stats accounted for increases in reporting of nearly 50% in both states. The Post’s Carol Morello and Ted Mellnik report on the latest figures, which many say represent a growing shift in cultural acceptance.
Pardon my candor, but I’d like to preface this story with a statement: Thousands of people, of every creed and color go missing across America every year. It’s an under-reported scourge that affects every community in the country on a regular basis. That being said,
when 35-year-old Robyn Gardner went missing in Aruba, it conjured up old memories of the Natalie Holloway situation that is still unresolved as far as I know. The Post’s Dan Morse talked with Gardner’s boyfriend stateside.
Good news, kids! Homicides and robberies are down so far in 2011 in D.C. According to MPD Chief Cathy Lanier, who’s been a bit busy recently, violent crime fell by an average of 37 percent in five specific neighborhoods that have historically had persistent crime problems. One catch, though. Total crime in the city went up 3 percent this year. The Post’s Theola Labbé-DeBose reports on the latest statistics.
If you grew up in the 80s, it’s a lock that you had a lunchbox sporting your favorite thing’s brand. Sports teams, TV shows, movies,
toys, whatever. Back in the day, if you cared about something you were rocking it on your lunchbox. Among many, my favorite was my ALF one. I had the He-Man Thermos to fit in on the side. Thing is, mine were plastic. The old metal jobbies from a couple years prior are apparently making a comeback, The Post’s Jeanne Huber has the story on how these are making a comeback as collectibles.</p>
Bryce Harper apparently threw a diva fit at the plate last night, and I love it. The Nationals phenom catcher-turned-outfielder got caught looking and decided to go nuts because he didn’t like a call when he struck out. A helmet slam, cleat swipe and finger point later, he was gone. Say what you want about this kid, he’s already got his big league arguing skills down pat. The Post’s trusty Adam Kilgore has the details on the ejection.
• I love bloggers. I read hundreds of them everyday, compiling Blog Log in Express. Problem is, some people - read: me - don’t necessarily consider them congruent with journalists. Not a diss, just a thought. But, Slate’s Jack Shafer gives a head-nod to public-affairs bloggers (my favorite kind!), whom he dubs as non-parasites.
• Touré is a journalist, historian and dare I say cultivator of black culture whose word I trust now and again. The Root’s Randall Kennedy thinks Touré needs an attitude adjustment.
• George Lopez, I loved your sitcom, but your late night talk show was awful. Good luck.</p>