I just made watermelon gazpacho for lunch. It was my first time using my new spiffy red immersion blender, which is very awesome.

The soup is pretty good - watermelon, almonds, garlic, and a bit of seasoning. Not to everyone's taste but I quite liked it.

Hi everyone!

Andi and I just came back from eating at a new place in town. They specialize in a cheese-filled burger called a "Juicy Lucy."

We ordered the Jucy Lucy and drinks and sat down at a table in the mall outside of the main cafe. There was disco music playing inside, and it drifted out as we sat and chatted.

I mentally noted "I love the nightlife," always seemed repetitive and talked on.

After a while Andi said "This song has been playing since we got in here." I countered that it just seemed that way. Then it finished....and started again.

Oh Alicia Bridges, we knew you loved the nightlife, and that you got to boogie, but do you have to tell us so often?

One of Andi's coworkers happened to be there as well, and we brought it up to her.

Eventually Andi went to let them know and got our Juicy Lucy burgers. It was at that point I realized we had not been asked for payment, and went up and paid our tab.

Soon after that, the music changed to other 70's disco tunes.

It may have been a ploy to get me to pay, or it may have been Andi asking them about the endlessness.

The world may never know.

One of Andi's cow orkers happened to be there as well, and we brought it up to her.

Nah, she's a proper coworker. Incidentally she was highly amused at the disco selection too, fearing she might start doing some Saturday Night Fever moves inexplicably during her shift later in the day.

What I found truly frightening was Daniel's ability to identify all the other disco songs within the first two measures. Where's Tom Kennedy when you need him?

Absolutely torrential downpour happening here. Probably the same travelin' rain that was in Dallas a couple days ago.

Maybe it was a social experiment, to find out how long it would take for people to notice.

Awww, Jucy Lucys! Man Vs. Food just did a thing on MSP, and Matt's Bar (the originator of Jucy Lucy) was the first place he went. Those are so tasty. And awesome.

Gronk. We're home. The Jekyll version of our neighbor apologized for her behavior, and has promised that nothing like that will ever happen again. I'm skeptical, but taking the wait and see approach.

I really hope that the police and landlord have impressed upon her how completely unacceptable that behavior was.

Laura, our landlord showed a surprising amount of backbone, and told her her behavior was completely unacceptable, does not happen on his properties, and wil not happen again. The police told her that if they have to come back, they will arrest her. On the other hand, I am pretty sure she is an alcoholic, and I don't expect that it is going to be that easy.

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I think I've seen just about every neighborhood in NW DC today. Took the bus up to Shaw to have lunch with internet vegans at Soul Vegetarian. The mac and cheese there is supposed to be amazing, and I thought that it was very good, but not quite as fabulous as I'd been led to believe. Like, if I go there again, I'll get it again, but it wasn't the "OMG!" that everyone says it is. I also had some kind of tofu skin thing which was pretty good (couldn't figure out what was in the sauce -- we guessed coconut milk and a lot of black pepper, but there was something else, too) and yams. If they'd had kale, then I would have gotten that and had something vaguely healthy in this meal, but the greens today were collards and cabbage, and I don't like either.

After that, walked over to Columbia Heights for sweets at Sticky Fingers. I got a cinnamon bun, which was excellent. Then I took the bus down to Whole Foods (in Dupont? Logan Circle? Midcity? No one seems to agree on what neighborhood that is) and got some groceries, stuff that Safeway and Trader Joe's don't have or have for higher prices. (Both soy milk and tofu are way cheaper at Whole Foods than at Safeway.) Then I got out of Whole Foods, and in the time that I'd been in, the street outside had transformed from just having a few more rainbow flags than usual to having balloons and music and all kinds of Pride stuff, including signs on trash cans advertising lube.

Then, caught a cab home, put my groceries away, and am now collapsing on the couch.