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On coming back stateside.

Tony: "You should do something very American... like eat apple pie, watch baseball, and judge people different than you."

I promise I will get stuff about Florence up here.

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TMNT:

"Cowabunga, dudes!"

Classic.


Cheers.

Caution: Wide Load

Lately, I've been finding myself getting really annoyed at people with large bags, especially when I'm on or around the metro. I always seem to be stuck behind some guy with his gym bag on the escalator or the lawyer who needs her file case beside her as she walks or the lady this morning who almost hit me in the face with her purse that was big enough to hold a small child as I was sitting reading The Express on the metro.

Now I understand the need for an extra bag or a larger bag to hold all of one's stuff. That's not my problem; my problem is more that people don't seem to realize just how big their bags are nor do they pay attention to how much room they are taking up while carrying them.

You would think that in a city where commuters get really annoyed when they can't walk on the left of the escalator a guy patiently standing on the right would realize that his gym bag is effectively cutting off the whole left hand side. And it wasn't like the bag was large; the man just needed to carry it 3 inches out from the side of his body.

Or that when the metro gets rather crowded and people are jostling around trying to let more people on, a woman with an extraordinarily large bag with hard sides and corners would pay attention to how close she's getting to the people sitting near her. Or maybe that she would pull her bag in closer to her body to take up a little less room. But no, she just swings the thing around on her shoulder and smacks into my Express a couple of times (one would also think that the noise of her hitting newpaper would have alerted her) almost hitting me in the face as she moves even closer.

I do realize that most people tend to zone out on the metro and won't always be aware that they're blocking someone behind them, but I think a little courtesy is in order. I can't see how it would be that hard to pay attention to the other people around you as you commute. It's not like having someone else around you should be a surprise during rush hour...

On a side note: No, I did not apologize to the girl I accidently kicked this morning when she literally moved right in front of me to avoid a biker (who was no where close to hitting her) even though we had been walking almost even. I'm talking moving a half foot in front of me with no warning at all. Pay attention people! This is not the world of ME!

Cheers.

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Bono, lead singer of U2, talking to reporters after being knighted:

“You have permission to call me anything you want — except sir, all right? Lord of lords, your demigodness, that’ll do.”

Can I be your demigoddessness? Too long?

I heart U2!

Cheers.

RandomDC

So yesterday I was leaving work, and as per usual I was fiddling with my iPod while waiting for the elevator. When it came, there was already a man with his maybe five/six year old son (who was wearing awesome golf-plaid shorts) standing there, so I got on moving to the side and doing the usual PC elevator stare-stright-ahead bit.

But this is DC, so randomly the little kid turned to me and asked "Are you listening to your iPod?" catching me totally off-guard. I, of course, laughed and let him listen to the music while his dad enquired into what I was listening to...

What is it with me making random friends? And I wasn't even on the metro! hehe

Cheers.

RandomDC

In the hopes of getting myself to post more often, this section is dedicated to all the random happenings that go on in this city (at least those that happen with me around). Welcome to DC: you never know what you'll see next.

In the lovely weather that was the end of last week, I was wandering over to Wachovia which requires me to cut through the Navy memorial. And randomly, in the middle of the memorial were five guys of a Navy flag guard practicing marching together in a straight line. Now mind you, this isn't near any specific holiday, nor was there a ceremony going on later that day. Just five guys all marching around the memorial in a line looking rather goofy b/c they obviously needed the practice.

I realize that there's most likely a completely normal reason for all of this, but still, I felt the need to stare at them suspiciously as I walked by...

Cheers.