My friend Jesse from McLean, Va., asked me, "What are all the dudes doing just standing around chillin in your neighborhood." I told him, "In the six months I've lived in Mt. Pleasant I haven't figured out yet." I'm beginning to think it's some sort of cultural thing. A lot of the community is comprised of South Americans. I imagine it might be an aspect from a culture filled with outside markets and a different way of life. The strangest thing might be that it doesn't seem like anyone is out on the streets selling drugs, it just seems like they're hanging out.
[I got a free meal tonight at Tortilla Coast in Capitol Hill for finding a piece of aluminium in my Fajitas. It was similar to finding the coin in the Christmas pudding.]