Most of it will keep; little of it is of any consequence. I will try to get to it this weekend. It's eminently doable, since blogging will allow me to continue not buying a damned washing machine.
In the meantime, here's the aftermath of a night hanging out at Clyde's in the Reston Town Center:
Apparently, you can no longer park on Market Street, even after all the stores are closed.
I didn't see it until I got home; a razor scraper and some WD-40 took care of most of it.