Last Sunday, the Washington Post did a nice overview of the neighborhood in its travel (!) section, but the line about "JP, as hip Bostonians call it" cracks me up.

Also noteworthy: Tourists can expect trouble with our "inscrutable" subway fare machines (are the ones in DC that much better?) and while "JP" doesn't have any roller coasters, the Jamaicaway is a good substitute.

Coming home from downtown tonight, we saw a rabbit dart across the Jamaicaway (Arborway? Centre Street?) by the Poor Clare Nuns. The thing is, it had the light! Who knew they knew how to press the pedestrian-crossing button?

Miss von Schtoop informs us that Dominic Luberto, the Jamaica Plain guy who lights the way for returning spacecraft during the Christmas season, has put the Castle up for sale:

Single Family Property, Area: Jamaica Plain, Approximately 0.7 acre(s), Lot is 30927 sq. ft., Year Built: 1897, Parking space(s): 4, Swimming pool(s), Basement, Dining room, Laundry room, Hardwood floors

All yours for just $2.2 million.

The Castle in more sedate colors:

Michael Rosado of Hyde Park was ordered held without bail today in connection with a Sept. 26 stabbing at Jamaica Pond.

Rosado, 30, was arraigned in West Roxbury District Court this morrning, after he'd been flown back from Florida, where Boston police and federal marshals arrested him. He pleaded innocent to a charge of stabbing Robert Kelley, Jr., 32, also of Hyde Park, in a drug deal gone bad.

Lyss files a report from the Jamaicaway, where she visited Domenic Luberto's brighter than bright Castle and yard tonight.

Earlier:
The man with the 500,000 Christmas lights.

In which Dominic Luberto discusses his light-related charity effort for Children's Hospital; what he does with his lights after Christmas and the bogus story about him and the fireworks. Oh, yes, and he shows off the 10-foot Star of David he's putting up this year.

You'll probably find this exceedingly hard to believe, but Nancy, Greta and I spent some time tonight with Dominic Luberto, the guy who lights up the Jamaicaway between Halloween and January. No, really: He even showed us around his home, a.k.a. the Castle - he's done an amazing job renovating what had been a decaying 8,500-square-foot stone hulk into a showpiece home you'd expect to see on HGTV or something.

Yesterday, Luberto e-mailed me; he wanted to talk.

Man found with multiple stab wounds to the chest near Perkins Street.

Ben Ostrander takes a breather from complaining about all the changes on Beacon Street in Brookline (they're making it near impossible for him to get to Anna's Taqueria) to ask:

I would like to know which stretch of contiguous, straight road has the most names in Boston.

I'll put my money on the Route Formerly Known as 1 from the Fenway to 128: Riverway, Jamaicaway, Arborway, Centre Street, VFW Parkway and Providence Highway.

Wonder what Dominic Luberto will do for St. Patrick's Day?

Can't somebody do something before the guy who owns the Arborway Castle does some real damage?

In case you missed it, the Globe reported today that NStar has had to put in a new electrical main to support those 250,000 lights he has on between 4:30 and 1 a.m. - although it says it's not sure all those lights are what's causing brownouts in the neighborhood. Luberto told the paper he plans on putting up 500,000 lights next year (will NStar be giving him his own electric plant?), he wants to write a book about his lights and, best of all:

HE WANTS TO SHOOT FIREWORKS FROM HIS FRONT LAWN EVERY DAY DURING THE SEASON.

On the Jamaicaway.

And wouldn't that be lovely? You're driving home from dinner downtown and all of a sudden a surface-to-air missile (because you know Luberto won't be satisfied with some sparklers) comes shooting through your window, exits out the rear and then blows up a fuel-oil truck on the other side of the road in a blinding fireball that sends all the gawkers who've come to see the show into a frenzy of applause, and isn't it a pity when some of them, blinded by the light, stumble onto the Jamaicaway only to get run over by some guy from Rozzie in an SUV?

If Tom Menino can crush the last vestiges of life out of the harmless Enchanted Village, the least he can do is keep this increasingly out of control Christmas extremist from blowing up half the neighborhood.

Report from the scene - Steve and Carol give us a video tour of the lights.