Concerned citizen recording traffic on Pontiac.
I was scoping out the scene this afternoon and noticed a lady sitting by the school on Pontiac. On my second lap I saw her video my pass. As it happed preceding this the "pimps and ho's" were fighting like drug addled cats and dogs. Just a heads up. I ended up scooping on the WW loop. Nothing to write home about short of the massive load I used to face paint.
A, B, C, cup girls need not apply. LOL
Cut through Wilkens on the way to Fells Point and Jimmy's for breakfast today. Saw only one SW chub crossing Wilkens around 7 am, not my type. Have you ever wondered what qualifications these restaurant's use to hire waitresses? This morning, BIRDIE, TRACY, and AMBER WERE ON DUTYat JIMMYs. They are all D cup girls, not sure if it is Nick, OWNER OR HIS SON jimmy are doing the hiring, but the early shift all had large boobs in common.
6 hours later I circled back, looking for either LORI or CARRIE UNDERWOOD (LOL) on the Wilkens stroll. I did see 5 girls a few blocks on either side of the circle, but no super stars so I kept on driving home. LORI must be keeping a low profile and still hasn't found her stolen cell phone. So much for mongering, going to REDSKIN PARK Wednesday to watch RGIII and the team practice. BBB
Fells Point, then and now
In the late 1960s when I first came to Baltimore, Fells Point was a colorful mixture of sailors, artists, old Polish widows, generally well-lubricated fast women and soberordinary poor folks reoccupying derelict old houses that had been condemned for a cross-harbor expressway that mercifully never came. Bars were neighborhood watering holes with their regulars. One night someone at a bar was talking about labor-related stuff, inspiring a woman quaffing beer at the bar to lift her skirt and showing her unundied beaver."This is MY union card," she said.
Fells Point is now in the throes of the third or fourth transition. I don't know what mischief young people are getting into in bars these days, but it seems that the commercial **** scene has been much reduced. At least I don't see much evidence of love for sale at odd hours.
I remember the days when Xios had a steady stable of hookers working out of that bar on Broadway. For the bottom-rung stuff, you could always go to Sherrie's, which feature some Lumbee talent in those days. Rough. Very rough.
Jimmy's is a great breakfast spot, as BBB reported. Maybe Mr. 3B can share some of his overall impressions of the area these days and what it offers.