Well, this is a strange town. Between DCist’s weird rivalries (seriously, bagging on Cake Love & Ben’s Chili Bowl? Do you also stamp on yellow fuzzy ducks?) and all manner of strange behavior in the city this week after the rains, it’s been a rough week in DC, and I think we could all use a break

So, take a moment and read the tale of the circumlocutor who discovered that movie to the lilied-lanes of DC does not necessarily make it always okay to hang out naked. Or, that, if you do hang out naked, chances are, your SUV-driving neighbor will stop and stare at you for a good 15 seconds.

Me, I’m just going to cry in my Guinness that England lost on penalty kicks allowing those nancy boys from Portugal to advance.