- You network? We should network sometime. Let’s network. Let’s exchange business cards. Faxes. Telegrams. Beepers. E-mail signatures. STDs. Need to network. Need. To. Network. In DC it’s all about who you know. [Why I Hate DC]
- Be mindful of the infamous 14th Street Boobie-Snatcher. [Holla Back DC]
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WOMAN: cute dog.
MAN: thanks.
WOMAN: thanks? What are you, a gay? [DCist] - A remorseful Maryland judge pleads guilty to one count of going-cold-fuckin’-crazy-and-deflating-the-tires-of-a-car-that-was-parked-illegally. [Washington Times]
- ATTENTION METRO COMMUTERS: PLEASE REPORT ANY SUSPICIOUS MARINE CORPSES. ALSO, UNATTENDED BAGS OR PURSES. THANK YOU KINDLY. [Unsuck DC Metro]



Au contraire, it’s not who you know, but who knows you. Remember the definition of celebrity: when people know you, even though you don’t know them.
By the simple expedient of forgetfulness, I have been a celebrity most of my life.