A Spoonful of Mel Brooks Helps a Shot of Beer Go Down

Power hour mixes - like Miley Cyrus - are growing up so fast...now in video. 60 one-minute clips of of comedies that play back-to-back. Tuesdays, huh.

THE Ice Cream of the Future

Pencil in a 20-minute break from SABS time on the green in Collis -- it's Free Cone Day!

Oh wait, we graduated? Oh wait, the only scoop shop in Manhattan participating in Free Cone Day is at 104th & Broadway?* Oh wait, it's too cold and miserable to enjoy a tastee treat anyway...?


Don't fret, loyal AMDAL reader. Just look towards the Future!

Dippin Dots, the ice cream of the stars (AND THE FUTURE!!), marks its 20th anniversary on May 20th, and they're celebrating with a giveaway of free "Birthday Cake Flavored Dots". There's more info on their website.

So mark your calendars, start plotting the overthrow of our evil technoverlords ...



... and prep for a celebration that Busta Rhymes, Dr. Death, and Balky Bartokomous would all be proud of. Or, at the least, get excited for more free ice cream.


* Casey, Danny, Kelly, and Alex: I hate you.

BIY This Week

www.believeinyouth.com

Sunday, April 27, 2008
Youth Rising Summits

Who: Youth in San Diego, CA
Age: Elementary School-College
What: Youth Rising Summits

Dialogue is the key to change and the start of action. This is a pretty cool story about youth creating dialogue around California from Right To Learn.


Friday, April 25, 2008
Muslim American Youth Speak Out

It's Video Friday, and today we have youth speaking out. Riz Khan talks to a panel of young American Muslims about the issues that most concern them. It is a longer video than usual, but well worth it in getting a feel for the perspective of American Muslim youth.


Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Creativity for the World of Youth

Who: 36 Youth's from Slovenia, Turkey, China and Vietnam
Age: Teens
What: "Creativity for the World of Youth".

This event gave the opportunity for these youth's to get creative and learn from each other. Reading this got me to thinking: in the near future, I hope more Intercultural Dialogue can include American Youths.

A case of statutory rape can ruin a conversation.


Rog: "Honey, hey listen. I meant to tell you this awhile ago, but I've been banging this manic depressive country music star since she was 15 years old, and it's just now coming out in the press."

Wife: "Are you kidding?"

Rog: "Should I admit to it and finally man up to my many personal transgressions which now include statutory rape? Just say yes and I'll do it."

Wife: [silence as we see Mrs. Clemens scream, throw a crystal vase against the wall, and kick family dog]

Rog: "Honey, just say yes and I'll 'fess up."

Wife: [call still dropped as Mrs. Clemens lies whimpering in the fetal position on the front lawn, the Clemens mansion ablaze in the background]

[birds chirp]

Rog: "Rusty, deny everything! Honey says she's fine with it. She's so fine with it, she's speechless."

Playoffs



When it comes to celebrity fans the Knicks have Spike Lee, the Lakers have Jack Nicholson, and the Washington Wizards now have Soulja Boy. This is an excellent choice. Last night he was at the Verizon, and and he singled handedly willed the Wiz back from the brink of elimination against the Cleveland Cavaliers. Why Soulja Boy you might ask? Well, Soulja Boy and Wizards guard DeShawn Stevenson have formed a likely alliance in an intriguing feud with LeBron James and rap mogul Jay Z.

In case you haven’t been paying attention, DeShawn Stevenson (career averages: 8.7 ppg, 2.4 rpg, 1.9 apg) opined before the series that LeBron is overrated. LeBron smartly responded in the form of an analogy. DeShawn:LeBron::Soulja Boy:Jay-Z. I think another good response would have been, “Who is DeShawn Stevenson again?” To DeShawn’s credit, he may have meant to say “LeBron’s [neckbeard] is overrated,” in which case he would have been correct. DeShawn’s neckbeard is far superior to that of LeBron.

As if his crushing analogy was not enough, LeBron then absolutely destroyed the Wizards in Games 1 and 2. To borrow a DeShawn Stevenson expression, LeBron could not feel his face.

Enter Soulja Boy. Last night with Soulja Boy in attendance at DeShawn's behest, the Wizards shut down LeBron (22 points) and routed the Cavs 108-72. DeShawn poured in 19 points and went 5-7 from beyond the arc. Stay tuned for Game 4 on Sunday.

Slow day at the office

That's right. It's a slow day at the office, so I thought I'd share with you this little missive I just penned to the kickball team I play with on Sunday nights. Vaguely inside jokey (but isn't that what we do best here at AMDAL?), but I think the overarching themes are worth the time. Enjoy!

Okay guys, confession time. We all have skeletons in our closets, and if we're gonna make it through another grueling season of BKKB we're gonna have to stick together -- like GLUE. In order to prevent dissension among the ranks in the middle of the season when things are fer serious and all, I thought I'd air a bit of dirty laundry early on. Guys, I am obsessed with Leif Garrett.

Like.

Obsessed.

Maybe you've seen the shrine website I put together for him. I put a lot of time into it. The color scheme took aaages to perfect and getting the page sponsored was sooo tough (thank goodness Microsoft finally came through for me on THAT one.) The pictures were easy enough to come by (haha I've been collecting them since I turned 13!!!!!!!!), but you can't imagine how difficult it was choosing which ones to put on the homepage and which to leave in my scrapbooks.

Anyway, because I don't want this to become an issue later in the season, I thought I throw this out there now. So I know a name change is probably out of the question (although "Leif Garrett AWESOMENESS" would totes have those JCM fuckers quaking in their cutoffs), but I wanted to suggest maybe a secret play we can keep up our sleaves?

Coaches, this is what I'm envisioning: we're playing some sneaky ball already, but we really want to put the kibosh down on someone (Fun Club or Wyld Stallyns?). So, we throw a little Leif Garrett on the TauntBox -- probably this:



Kyle sprints from the dugout to the middle of the diamond and throws a big timeout T in the air. The umps will stop the game, and the other team will protest.

Jeff, you get really upsetting, yelling nonsense and quoting the kickball bylaws and such (do you think you can handle this part?) and then we will all kind of join in the mayhem. That's when DUSTY, in imitation of Leif Garrett (check), pops out from his camouflage spot just in front of homeplate (note: I havent figured out exactly how this part will work) and scores the backbreaking run guarantee a mercy rule and our unquestioned victory.

What do you guys think?

Please respond with lots and lots of thoughts on the subject. And if you get a chance to sign my guestbook, that'd be swell too.


Slow day at the office,

Popeye Jones


I'll always love you
Despite this tool and dog pee
I heart dolphins too

Songs of the Week

Bedtime Stories

Jack Black + The Bottle + Michael Cera + Writers Strike + Free Time + Some Other Dudes

AMDAL, Thai Warrior



Its been a long week and I feel like punching someone. But rather than whooping an unending slew of bad guys in one continuous shot (seen here), I'll probably just sucker punch tonight's unlucky driver instead.

In other news, Hank and I "invented" Wii-ne Golf this weekend. Its fairly simple really. Drink wine and play Wii golf. If you received a random text / call from us this circa 11pm, you now know why.

Source: Rotten Tomatoes

Salem Youth of the Year

Salem Youth of the Year

Who: Ryan Frias
Age: 15
What: Salem Youth of the Year

Today's BIY story is a short article about Ryan Frias, who was recently named the Salem Boys & Girls Club Youth of the Year.

For hopeless romantics


Struggling with the live-dating scene? Trolling at Phoebe's/the Continental/Tribeca loft parties not cutting the mustard? Still futilely avoiding the inevitability of a future predicated on JDate compatibility? Well you're in luck.

The internet, provider of all things, has once again answered our prayers. Enter SubwayCrush.com.

A rethink of the tough-to-navigate world of CL's Missed Connections, the site offers a cleaner, more visually pleasing means of proffering a subterranean tryst. The new design is so crisp, even a mole person can use it!

The site is just picking up speed, but so far my favorites are here, here, and here.

Pope!




There is great fanfare in the District this week as the Holy Father is in town for a quick visit. In addition to the obligatory meetings with various dignitaries and popemobile parades, the pontiff is holding a service for the common man tomorrow morning at our new Nationals Park. The excitement is palpable. One can envision few spiritual experiences more profound than a papal mass in a baseball stadium with 47,000 people.

Not surprisingly, the logistics of such an event are the topic of much intrigue. Will they sing the National Anthem before the processional? Will they shoot off fireworks during the service like after a Ryan Zimmerman HR? Will the concession stands be selling the traditional Senator's Sausages? Will the Ben's Chili Bowl be open? Probably not.

"There can only be one"

Thought I would share this "Best of Craigslist" gem about finding the Chosen One... with a hard candy shell.

Whenever I get a package of plain M&Ms, I make it my duty to continue the strength and robustness of the candy as a species. To this end, I hold M&M duels.

Taking two candies between my thumb and forefinger, I apply pressure, squeezing them together until one of them cracks and splinters. That is the "loser," and I eat the inferior one immediately. The winner gets to go another round.

Read the full piece here.

Dubious followings

A guy at the gym yesterday was lifting in a #15 Carmelo Anthony jersey. I couldn't tell whether he was a Nuggs fan or just a drunk. HEY YO!

The Promise of a New Day...


Those folks over at ThinkGeek have really done it this time - the SnuzNLuz Wifi Donation Alarm Clock.

Hmmmm sounds fancyshmancy...what does it all mean?

It's time we started taking the cleverly rhyming phrase 'you snooze, you lose' seriously, and in serious ways. Satan's alarm clock is connected directly to your bank account via Wifi and programmed to donate a certain 'amount per snooze' to your most hated charity or non-profit. And just for an extra slap in the FACE - it not only displays your pending donation, but the total donated thus far. Perfect for the Mother's/Father's day gift season.

Even More Usage Suggestions!

Do you hate puppies? Donate to the SPCA!
Do you own enough guns to necessitate a gun rack? Donate to the Brady Campaign!
Hate calls from random (603) 646-XXXX #s to your cell phone on the odd Tuesday morning but you answer anyway because you're sort of intrigued? Donate to the Dartmouth College Fund!

Lupe Fiasco ft Nikki Jean - "Hip Hop Saved My Life"



JOTW fans,
Sorry for the drought but the decent videos have been few and far between. I like this one because it makes me feel good, which is usually a bad sign for rap videos but its works here.


Happy Monday all

Into Darfur: A Young American's Journey

Who: Nick Anderson
Age: 18
What: Oxfam Humanitarian Youth Ambassador

Believe In Youth.

Returning with first hand accounts on what it's like to live in Darfur, 18-year old Nick Anderson, Oxfam Humanitarian Youth Ambassador, says more Americans -- particularly young Americans -- must learn about the ongoing violence and humanitarian crisis in Darfur and help support those who will be struggling to rebuild their lives and their homes.

To learn more, visit http://www.oxfamamerica.org/darfur


Dead end jobs


There are lots of terrible jobs out there, for sure, but I think the most demoralizing one goes to the guy holding that "Line Ends Here" sign whenever its real busy at Whole Foods.

"Hey buddy, what do you do for a living?"

"I'm always last."

I'm a downright wizard


"SILDA KNEW OF HOOKERS"


According to Page Six, Spitzer was recently semi-quoted on his Hugh-Grant-like ways saying "'My [bleep]ing wife doesn't care, so why does anybody else?"

Though not in so many words, I more-or-less predicted this back in March. I had a feeling any intelligent woman married to a prominent politician would have at least an inkling of what was going on. I mean, she went to Harvard Law so naturally her sleuthing abilities are above average. I would think that she would have at least studied some extortion and blackmail while she was there.

10 Best SportsPress Conference Meltdowns

Because when things get heated out there, you gotta cry to somebody...particularly if you're T.O.

Madlibbing with Firebombs



Noah '05's car was the unfortunate recipient of a molotov cocktail this past weekend. Since no one was hurt, however, it's perfectly acceptable to make light of the situation. To do so, we'll be playing a game called: Caption This!

Send comments with your idea for funny captions to the picture above. Dont worry, I'll laugh no matter how offensive it is to Noah.

Two day work week?


Congressional staffers let out a collective chuckle when this website broke onto the scene today. They then quickly returned to pretending that they are more important than they actually they are.

Clear eyes, full hearts, cant lose?



According to the NYTimes, FNL has officially been picked up by DirectTV for what looks like at least 13 more episodes. That's the good news. The bad news is that the show won't be aired until October, and even then it will be on DirectTV (does anyone even use this?) The show will eventually be aired on NBC, but that wont be until after the 2009 Super Bowl.

If any of you supernerds know how to use BitTorrent, please teach me so I'll be ready to hit the ground running come football season

Songs of the Week

John Adams


By all accounts, John Adams is the new The Wire when it comes to Sunday night television. Looking past its simple entertainment value, the show raises an important question for us to consider: who was the best Founding Father? And with two episodes remaining, three frontrunners have emerged.

While he’s undoubtedly a strong candidate, I’m still not entirely sold on our titular character. On the one hand, John Adams is an intellectual giant who relentlessly devotes himself to the struggle for freedom from the tyranny. He is a man of the great principle who rejects the superiority of Great Britain and the excesses of French society (sup Ben Franklin!). On the other hand though, he seems kind of frumpy and for some reason reminds me of that annoying guy from Sideways.

Similarly, when it comes to Thomas Jefferson you take the good with the bad. He has strong writing skills, invented a number of useful contraptions including the dumbwaiter, and dabbles in architecture as well. However, Thomas comes off as a bit of a fancy boy when compared with the John Hancock/Sam Adams/John Adams rabble-rouser types from Massachusetts. He receives further demerits for taking a Hillary on the whole slavery issue after declaring it self-evident that all men are created equal.

George Washington tends to get a lot of hype in these types of discussions and perhaps rightfully so. A war hero with a commanding presence that allows him to supercede the partisan squabbling in his Cabinet and in the Congress, Washington successfully guides our young nation through its formative years. Unfortunately though, the show thus far has not allowed Washington’s character the depth with which it portrays the other frontrunners. That said, we have learned that Washington is significantly taller than most of the other Fathers.

When considering this debate it is impossible to ignore present day legacies, and in this category John Adams loses hard. George Washington has Washington state, Washington DC, the George Washington University, the one dollar bill, and a giant obelisk. Jefferson has a Top 5 Memorial in Our Nation’s Capital, Monticello, the two dollar bill, and the University of Virginia. Meanwhile, John Adams got a critically acclaimed mini-series from HBO.

The World We Want

Who: Youth around the world
Age: 15-21
What: UNICEF Voices of Youth: The World We Want

UNICEF- In May 2002, the countries of the world met in New York to decide what should be done to improve the lives of children. At this landmark meeting – the UN General Assembly Special Session on Children (SSC) – the nations of the world committed themselves to a series of goals to improve the situation of children and young people. The new global agenda – a document called ‘A World Fit for Children’ - describes the promises made by governments to improve the lives of children from 2002-2012. In December 2007, world leaders will meet once again in New York to review progress made towards creating a better world for children. This month’s issue of “What Young People Are Saying” is dedicated to how young people view their world and how “fit” they think it really is (December 2007).


Read on at www.believeinyouth.com

update your profile


One of my coworkers is of Asian descent but was born and grew up in northern california and acts as american as apple pie. We often go to the deli downstairs for lunch and until now have never had a problem. They have a great selection of American and ethnic food (theres a mongolian bbq, a sushi bar, hamburgers, paninis, a buffet, etc.) and seems to be a literal melting pot of options and tastes. Even the servers are a mix of different ethnicities. It has always seemed to be a humble reflection of the city in which we all live. But with every outwardly perfect aspect of our fair city, there is a dark side, a Spitzer so to speak.

The story begins when my coworker and I grabbed a quick lunch about a week ago. We both got sandwiches (chicken for me, tuna fish for my counterpart) and went to the front to make our purchase. I was first and paid for the sandwich. They gave me the typical wasteful 2 plastic bags, 23 napkins, plastic utensils, and a straw (does anyone use a straw? honestly) and I was off to enjoy the food. My coworker stepped up and they began their christmas wrapping of his sandwich. Into the bag goes the napkins, the straw, and then the lady looks up and my coworker, looks back down, reaches for some chopsticks and throws them into the bag. Mind you he has only bought a tunafish sandwich and a bag of chips.

Now profiling is a tricky subject and I would never accuse someone of doing it unless I was absolutely sure. Maybe it was an accident and the cashier forgot that it was a sandwich and a bag of chips that she had wrapped up under those 12 layers of packaging. This thought was dispelled, however, when my coworker told me, "fuck that, she also gave me chopsticks a couple days ago when all I got was chicken fingers."

Although I thought this was hilarious, it does show that even nice old ladies who ring you up can be racist coosies.

Weekend UpDate™ April 4, 2008

It’s grey and raining outside, but it’s expected in April. The good news is that it’s Friday and the weekend is here. This is a big weekend too, with the final four games (Memphis vs. UCLA at 6:07pm and UNC vs. KU at 8:47pm) tomorrow and the championship on Monday night. Where better to watch it than some of the city’s best sports bars.

Joke

Two young boys were picked up by the cops for smoking dope and appeared in court on Friday before the judge. The judge said, “You seem like nice young boys, and I’d like to give you a second chance rather than some hard jail time. I want you to go out this weekend and try to show others the evils of drug use and get them to give up drugs forever. I’ll see you back in court on Monday morning, bright and early.

”The two boys where in court that Monday morning, and the judge asked the first one, “So, How did you do over the weekend?”

“Well, your honor,” he replied, “I persuaded 22 people to give up drugs forever.”

“22 people? That’s amazing. How’d you accomplish such a feat?”

“I used a diagram, your honor. I drew two circles and told them the big circle is your brain before drugs, and the small circle is your brain after drugs.”

“That’s admirable,” said the judge.

“And you, how did you do?” he asked the second boy.

“Well, your honor, I persuaded 214 people to give up drugs forever.”

“214 people! That’s unbelieveable! How on earth did you manage to do that?”

“Well, I used a similar approach,” he answered. “I drew a large and a small circle. Pointing to the small circle, I said, this is your asshole before you go to prison………..”


Bar of the Week

The 40/40 Club 6 W. 25th St; @ Broadway)
Bar type: Upscale sports lounge
12,000 square feet of pure sports and entertainment in an opulent lounge setting makes this an upscale sports lounge. The 40/40 has plasma screens at every table. If you don’t get a table don’t worry because at the bar, you can watch the games being projected on to white walls. After the games are over enjoy the scene as this sports bar turns into one of New York City’s hot spots.

Other Weekend Events/Bars

Blondies – (212 W. 79th St. btw Amsterdam & Broadway)
This bar has 3 things that every sports fan wants: fried food, cheap beer and Playboy bunnies. This Upper West Side sports bar is owned by former Playboy bunnies and has 36-TVs that cover almost every inch of bare brick walls making this a great environment for the tournament.

Ship of Fools – (1590 2nd Ave btw 82nd & 83rd)
Three separate spaces holding 40 TVs make-up this sports fans favorite, which is among the best known jock haunts in the city. Picnic type tables hold a predominantly male crowd that chows down on very greasy fried food that's serviceable at best. For those whose ADD isn't sated by the plethora of televised sports that abound, a pool table and dartboards are available in the backroom.

The Sporting Club at 99 Hudson – (99 Hudson btw Franklin & White St)
A sports club of sorts, 99 Hudson is a solid compromise for men who want to watch "the game" and their girlfriends who want to go out on the town. In the main room, 45 TVs play live sports with the six large screens being focused on local coverage and high-profile match-ups. In a separate room entirely, a house/hip-hop DJ spins dance mixes to an all-borough crowd that dresses-up for the occasion.

Dewey’s Flatiron – (210 5th Ave btw 24th & 25th)
Dewey's Flatiron may have an old-fashioned look (the building was built in 1910) with its vaulted, brick ceilings and faux gas lamps, but it certainly has a new millennium attitude. Aside from being a popular venue for private parties in its second-floor lounge, after-work get-togethers and sports viewing (the bar boasts six TVs; two big screens), the Daily News voted Dewey's Flatiron as one of the top bars in Manhattan to meet straight guys. Owner Ed Dobres even claims that Dewey's is responsible for at least 15 weddings. (Hear that one ladies?). Mixed groups are not uncommon, but single sex cliques permeate the place.

Greenwich Brewing Company – (418 6th Ave @ 9th St)
The Greenwich Brewing Company is a nice pub that's built around sports viewing, but also conducive to neighborly socializing. A peninsula of a bar welcomes a predominantly male cast of regulars who drink $6 draughts while dining on "wings and fingers." U2 and similar classic rocks plays from a jukebox as simultaneous sporting events play on regular old TVs behind the bar and in every corner. Two sections of wood tables stand between tall windows and the bar.

Third & Long – (523 3rd Ave @ 35th St)
This is a pretty straightforward sports bar for Midtown professionals, which means that it actually attracts a few women during its after-work rush. Wood floors, a few stools, and lots of big TVs mark the spot as a jukebox belts out sing along pop and hip-hop anthems. Third and Long is big on happy hour, which is best illustrated on Mondays and Tuesdays when mugs of Bud go for $1. This spot is far from fashionable of cutting edge, which suits this khaki clad crowd just fine.

Mercury Bar – (493 3rd Ave btw 33rd & 34th St)
A sports pub with some culinary surprises (filet mignon?), Mercury Bar draws a solid mix of its neighborhood's after-workers and post-collegiate types. The entrance to Mercury bar is marked by a pretty typical wood-heavy façade, but the backroom's walls are covered in old black and white photos of and a formidable collection of big screen color TVs.

Back Page – (1472 3rd Ave btw 83rd & 84th St)
Back Page is like the frat house that graduated to sports bar status. Upstairs, James Brown and Old Blue Eyes play from a jukebox that's active when there's not a more sporting alternative. When its game time, this crowd's attention is tuned to the big TVs over the bar where a $3 per domestic pint happy hour runs from 5-7pm and burgers can be had for $7-$8 depending on the fixings. Downstairs is where the boys are. A pool tables, air hockey table and dart boards are surrounded by vintage sports memorabilia in a rec room setting that can be rented for private parties.

Upcoming Events

Saturday May 3rd
Home/Guest House 9pm – 4am (OPEN BAR)
The Fertile Grounds Project is having a charity fundraiser. This organization is dedicated to alternative educational structures for New York City students who are being under served by the public education system. The party will be at Home/Guest House from 9pm to 4am with an open bar from 9 to 12. Music will be provided by DJ Zerby and Ken Ve Lo. For more information and to purchase tickets, please visit www.fertilegrounds.org.

Have a fun safe weekend and if you'd like to have an event posted please let me know.

PIGGY OUT!!!

Ted Turner fixes the world, is an idiot



Some key quotes (Thanks to NYTimes and 23/6)

Abortion: “Overturning Roe v. Wade will create a baby glut, and soon those babies will realize they’ve got the numbers on their side and they’ll form a Baby Army. Where will your Pope be then?”
Economy: “We need to stop bailing out the big banks. Bail out the guy who just got his couch repo’d by Rent-A Center. Americans need a place to sit, dammit.”
The Democratic candidates: “Drive ‘em both out into the woods and leave ‘em there to fend for themselves. Out there in the middle of nature with nothing but their wits and teamwork keeping them alive, they’re bound to fall in love.”
Education: “Please. Everything a child needs to know he can learn in a six-minute knife fight. Slash and jab, urchins.”
Health care: “Antidotes. It all comes down to having the antidote to the poison you just ingested within reach. I am not speaking metaphorically. Stop hiding our nation’s antidotes in the decorative castles at the bottom of fishtanks. There’s no time!”
Immigration: “Pssh. We already blew it when we let the Italians in. It’s been general admission seating ever since.”
North Korea: “Schmorth Schmorea!”

Dont call it a comeback



Despite their best efforts to keep me out, I have managed to continue my 6 years-and-running college tenure with barely even a hickup. While most of you suckers will forever suffer the burden of using some crappy .org (or worse yet, gmail) account, I'll be flossin' my .edu suffix all up in your grillface*. At least for another 10 weeks anyways


*I learned that slang from the '10s in Year 5

Well Played, Google






Well, they got me........

See the whole thing here.

Want to touch the hiney, arooooooo

Last week we brought you the story of three Tampa teachers all caught diddling their male students during the same week and proposed a means of quantifying the despicability [sic] of such an act.

Well, one of the contributing minds behind that effort was Radar's own Neel Shah, and the idea is getting some play in broader circles:
I ... realize that getting consensual teacher-student sex decriminalized likely won't happen soon. If therapists are truly worried about the psyche of kids, though, the law should at least take into account such factors as the teacher's age, level of attractiveness, marital status, and number of students involved, and the "kinkiness" of the encounter. Why should a sexually liberated, hard-bodied 28-year-old blond be penalized as severely as a frumpy, married, 45-year-old? The former is likely to bestow upon the boy a sense of inner confidence he never knew he had; the latter may actually may actually cause the poor guy to get a lot of shit from his friends. And that's just wrong.
You can check out the full article here.

Our Nation's Capital




Here in Our Nation's Capital things are a little different: the buildings aren't as tall, the taxis use an arcane meter system, and instead of making lame jokes about banking all the time, people make lame jokes about politics. Also, the climate is quite temperate.

As a result of this temperate clime, the season changes are for the most part unspectacular. Summer is notorious for swamp-like heat and humidity. Fall is a slightly less hot and humid version of Summer and lacks the crispness of its New England counterpart. Winter is sort of cold but is generally nondescript. Occasionally during Winter it will snow about an inch and all the people from the South will freak out and all the people from the North will talk about how good they are at driving in the snow and say things like "you know in Boston we never got a snow day unless there was at least 6 inches of snow on the ground."

Spring, however, is the exception--the arrival of Spring in DC is the tops. Starting in March, Our Nation's Capital becomes an Oasis of decently warm springtime weather the likes of which are unknown to the Granite State. Besides reauthorize the Farm Bill every five years (lame politics reference!), Spring might just be the most important thing we do in DC.

Central to the springtime experience in DC is the cherry blossom. A gift from Japan in 1912 as a gesture of friendship between the two countries, cherry blossom trees are dispersed throughout the District and come into bloom for about 2 weeks in late March/early April signifying the beginning of Spring. A clever observer will note the irony that some 30 years after receiving this friendship gift we would be engaged in a vicious war in the Pacific against our once benevolent benefactors. The whole situation was so awkward, in fact, that they had to cancel the annual Cherry Blossom Festival from 1942-1946. It's okay though because we eventually won the war and rewrote Japan's Constitution so that they aren't allowed to have an army. Now we are friends again, and everyone can enjoy the cherry blossoms sans irony.

Anyway, the point is this: the cherry blossoms are out, and they are lovely.* Spring has sprung in Our Nation's Capital.

*Some people might say that writing about cherry blossoms is "stupid" or "not masculine," but that is false. In this instance they are being referenced for their symbolism so it's fine.