people say she’s crazy…

i don’t imagine that i for any reason (other than being a menace to society) was kept from our nation’s capital for 21.5+ years, but it was nice to go. lots of security, lots of tourists, lots of sweat, lots of trolleys. anyway, without further ado…

What I Learned in Washington, D.C.

1. Domestic peoplewatching is awesome:

~ “isn’t she pretty?”

~ “we have a private trainer. and he has a private trailer.”

~ mismatched socks, fake LVs everywhere, many a fanny pack

2. National Security brings out the hotties. Yeah you can check my backseat. What?

3. Buildings can be long, low, and have speeches engraved on/in them. Why not?

4. Nothing’s cuter that those “No Child Left Behind” schoolhouses built in front of the doors of the Department of Education or whatever… glad they’re spending money on that. Right.

5. George Harrison played guitar in Miami once in a button down shirt and wee little bathing shorts. In the same room, John Lennon wore a long-sleeved black shirt and long black pants. Odd.

6. You can see the Washington Monument from… everywhere. When you haven’t ever been there, you think it’s a good idea to take pictures of it from… everywhere. Also, it’s a giant phallus, let’s not lie.

Anyway, more on all of this later. It’s bedtime. :)