Quote of the Day: in the Washington Post‘s ode to hangin’ out by the Potomac, David A. Fahrenthold catches this beauty, from a dude hangin’ out by the Potomac:

Wayne Anderson, who moves furniture for a living, joked that he might “kill his boss” if he didn’t have his time at Hains Point every Sunday.

Ensuring that no creepy detail about Wayne Anderson go unpublished, Fahrenthold follows up with this:

Yesterday, he was watching the calm channel between Hains Point and the Southwest waterfront, ready to fish with bloodworms and little nuggets of liver-flavored bait for Potomac catfish.