It looks like PB&J Television’s proposed Late Night Shots reality show is really going to happen. According to the Examiner, this District ‘Hills’ is currently fielding “offers from three television stations,” and a deal is expected to be made within the next few days.

Who are the lucky instant television stars?

One thing is set in stone, however: the first cast members. They are local socialites / hotties / 20-somethings Katherine Kennedy, Krista Johnson and Sophie Pyle. Johnson’s younger sister, Alexa Johnson, may also play a role in the show. (Both Johnson sisters are alumnae of South Carolina’s College of Charleston, Kennedy graduated from Loyola Marymount and Pyle is taking a semester off from the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill.)

Hotties! Tell me more:

“It’s all going to be about our real lives,” said Krista Johnson, who is a partner at the Georgetown boutique We One You Two. “It’s going to be in the same vein of MTV’s ‘The Hills’ but ours is going to be more realistic.

Realistic reality? Oh, well. At least there are hotties.

Photo by Darrow Montgomery.

Sad news: Marshall Thompson is closing the District Line, his British-ish clothing store in Georgetown, (also a Best of DC winner). Perhaps there will be a sale.

Maybe it was the free tea bags. Maybe it was the chance to wear funny colonial hats. Or maybe, people are actually amped up again to fight for DC voting rights, after September’s disheartening Senate vote. Whatever the reason, 80 people showed up to DC Vote’s Boston Tea Party reenactment yesterday, according to an article in the Washington Post. The organization says the turnout was closer to 140 people, and they have the video to prove it. Either way, it was cold out there! And probably pretty damn windy, since the event took place by the Georgetown waterfront. DC Vote has its eye on several senators, in particular Max Baucus of Montana and Gordon Smith of Oregon, both of whom, says Communications Director Kevin Kiger, changed their vote last minute. DC Vote staffers are planning on heading out to Montana during the third week of January to meet with residents to make their pitch for DC voting rights. There’s also a scheduled trip to Oregon in February. Besides that, the organization is starting to launch letter writing campaigns in various states, including New Hampshire and Montana.

Last night in Georgetown I eavesdropped on the cell phone conversation of a girl in office-wear and Uggs. She told her friend a darling story of how she’d lost her BlackBerry, coat and credit card at McFaddens. When she returned to collect her things she discovered she’d spent $100, at happy hour, no less. Ok. Whatever. Bad choice of bars but it’s not like I’ve never left my belongings at equally stereotypical drinking holes–luckily, the Black Cat and the Raven are cash-only. The thing that got me was how she signed off on the phone: “Okay, you fucking bitch!” she said. “I’ll see you later!”

Who says that? Is it mean girl self-parody? I might jokingly call my girlfriend a bitch in response to some specific gripe — but as a salutation? I just don’t get it.

I don’t quite know what to make of the following comment. Yesterday, Mayor Adrian Fenty was interviewed by Carol Joynt for The Q&A Cafe at Nathans restaurant in Georgetown.

The lead-in from Joynt: “You oversee a city unlike any other mayor in the country that does have all these different components…you’re not only the mayor of the president of the United States, you’re the mayor of a robust diplomatic community…The national scene is always part of your day.”

The statement: “Well, it’s true. Just last night I was at the Italian ambassador’s home. You can’t make it to all these. But my grandfather, he wouldn’t have let me go another day in office if I didn’t get a chance to talk to the Italian president, which I got a chance to do last night.

I met the French president Sarkozy. He’s doing a great job. He’s a runner by the way. So, when I make it to France, we’re going to go running with President Sarkozy.”

If you happen to be strolling down by the Georgetown waterfront this Sunday, you may encounter an interesting scene. DC Vote has announced it’s throwing a tea party (full name: “DC Vote Tea Party: The Revolution is Still Brewing”). As you may suspect, there is no mention of crumpets or Earl Grey in the press release. But, here are a few more details of future shenanigans:

What: DC Vote Tea Party: The Revolution Is Still Brewing
On the 234th anniversary of the Boston Tea Party, more than half a million Americans living in our nation’s capital pay the second highest per capita federal taxes yet still have no voting representation in Congress. It’s well past time for an end to “taxation without representation.

Apparently, there will be a symbolic reenactment of the Boston Tea Party. Custom printed tea packets with an “End Taxation Without Representation” message will be distributed by activists in colonial-era costume. But don’t throw those in the water! That’s not the idea, says DC Vote Communications Director Kevin Kiger. “We have no interest in doing that, that would be littering,” he says. The group has never done an event like this before, though a group of delegates to the 2004 Democratic Convention in Boston had a similar reenactment, just to “raise awareness,” says Kiger. The party lasts from 1:30 to 2:30 pm at the Georgetown Waterfront Park, between Wisconsin Ave. and 31st St. NW.

This comes via the Dupont Current: Apple is going to open an outlet at 1229 Wisconsin Ave. in Georgetown. This’ll be its first store in D.C. No longer will iPod and iPhone users have to head up the hill into Clarendon or into the wilds of suburban Maryland to check out the latest gadgets. Perhaps hometown booster Mark Plotkin shamed Apple into the move.

Stop the presses! The DC Young Republicans straw poll results are here. McCain and Giuliani dead heat! On Tuesday night, the DCYR club held their annual holiday party at Garrett’s in Georgetown. Drinks were drunk. Votes were cast. Here’s the breakdown of results, according to Marcus Skelton, Chair of the DCYR and 2006 candidate for At-Large City Councilmember:

Tom Tancredo: 2%
Fred Thompson: 7%
Ron Paul: 13%
Mitt Romney: 15%
Mike Huckabee: 19%
John McCain: 22%
Rudy Giuliani: 22%
Total Ballots: 54

A new report from the Brookings Institution says that the Washington area has the most “walkable places” per capita–one for every 264,000 people– of all the nation’s large metropolitan areas. “The two major reasons for the high number of walkable urban places in Washington are (1) the success of the Metro system and (2) the aggressive use of “overlay zoning districts” that allow and promote walkable urbanism around Metro stations.” Also, District residents favor walking because of “the high educational level of the population (the highest percentage of college graduates of all metro areas in the country according to the Census in 2006), given the apparent, though not yet proven, propensity of the highly educated to prefer walkable urban development.” The report identifies Capital Capitol Hill, Adams Morgan, Georgetown, West End, Friendship Heights and Dupont Circle as model “walkable places” in the District.

Denzel Washington’s opening scene in American Gangster has him pouring gasoline over some guy, lighting him up, and then walking away. I hate to sound like the old woman I think I am, but it’s not all that entertaining when you realize the horror that unfolded on Saturday at Good Guys. Police initially said the manager there, who suffered burns on more than 60 percent of his body, was not expected to live. The disgruntled asshole who walked to the Chevron on Wisconsin, bought the gas, lit the bouncer on fire, and walked away, has not been found.

Police told me today the strip club’s manager is still hanging on and the phone message at Good Guys says girls and patrons will be allowed back in later this week, but there’s litle doubt the bouncer has a long, scary road ahead of him. And unlike Yvette Cade, the D.C. area woman also burned on over 60 percent of her body after her estranged husband walked into her place of work and doused her with gas, the strip-club bouncer probably won’t get invited to sit on Oprah’s couch.

This particular crime is particularly hienous. For a refresher, plumb the City Paper’s recent archives and re-read Dave Jamieson’s Pulitzer-worthy story about the D.C. arsonist. And if you’re still not convinced, ask my dad. His father died several days, this was in the pre-burn-unit era, after a gas leak exploded. Call me Andy Rooney if you want, but I just don’t get why this shit should be made sexy in a movie trailer.