DUH!
So I just moved into Lowry Hill East, aka “The Wedge.” The neighborhood paper has a handy dandy little map as part of the logo in the header.
Only just yesterday when I looked at that paper did I realize why it’s called “The Wedge.” Because it’s shaped like a freaking wedge.
I’m retarded.
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meh…too me a few months to figure that one out too.
You digging the hood?
It took me awhile to realize that too, although I never actually lived in the Wedge. Makes sense doesn’t it?
I was exactly the same way when I moved to the wedge. I remember thinking “but I don’t live that close the the Wedge (a.k.a the co-op). But then the lightbulb above me head turned on and I realized why it is the wedge. Are we the best?
but I don’t live that close to the Wedge (a.k.a the co-op) — That’s exactly what I thought! But now I get that the co-op got it’s name from the ‘hood, and not vice versa.
So far, I’m loving the ‘hood! I like being able to walk to the Y, walk to the grocery store, walk to get food or have coffee.
Although, the other day it was so cold out, we drove all the way to Blue Moon instead of somewhere closer by, to justify taking the car instead of walking.
Actually, you’re stupid, not retarded. There are many “retarded” people who could have figured that out, and it’s insensitive to equate retardation with being stupid. Maybe you and your dandy wedge neighbors need a new slogan: “sensitivity, it’s not just for the female children of affluent white people anymore”.
Uh, right.