September 7
 
 

Where I've Been, Who I've Seen (dialup people, beware) Why I Haven't Written:
 
 
 

Behold Wendy.  She knows how to purl and loves her fish just a little more than might be normal.
 
 

Egyptian themed casino.  Why NOT a Tarzan, by god?? WHY NOT???
 
 

Beautiful Jessie with beautiful Katie.  I somehow managed to get her
during like the one second she wasn't smiling.  Way to go, me.
I have zero photographs of anything else because my camera battery
died about 10 seconds after this was taken,
and I wasn't able to replace them until we got back to Chicago.
 
 
 

This is a bean.  Bless Chicago for having truly pointless art! I like it!
New England is too uptight to slap a giant reflective bean down in the middle of any green.
 
 

This is me, reflected in the bean.  I am precious.
 
 

Guess where I am now?  Not in Chicago anymore!!!  I would like to say that I took the
Concorde to Virginia, but that would be a lie.  I didn't.  As you all know, the Concorde is no longer being flown, due to high gasoline costs and dwindling interest.  Now, the super rich have to settle for having their asses kissed in first class with the rest of the business people and commoners.
 
 
 

These are sailors.  They stand very erectly.  Har har!!
 
 

This is the new WW 2 memorial.  I mostly liked it, but think that there was just a little too much going on, it sort of made me nervous.  It was all "Look! Here's wreaths! And words!! And pillars! And MORE WORDS!! And then some water!! Don't toss a coin in there, dumbass,
it won't bring anyone back from the dead!!"
 
 

Somewhere over the course of our 8 year marriage, Nick decided he no longer liked having his picture taken. HOWEVER, I HAVE seen him in photos where he's not making that face, so I'm thinking that perhaps he just doesn't want ME taking it.  Whatever! I photograph because I LOVE HIM!!!  It's important to point out that I was trying to keep my freakout to a minimum and was distracting myself from the guy with the fake leg depicting a giant eagle flying in front of a fluttering American flag.
 
 

I love DC not ONLY because it is our fine nation's capitol, but because there is
ALWAYS A PLANE LURKING DANGEROUSLY NEAR TO THE GROUND.
 
 
 

Can you spot the presidental helicopter?

Me:  So, what's to prevent someone from shooting it down from HERE?
Nick:  Nothing, I guess!
Me:  They can't protect him EVERYWHERE!
Nick:  Where there's a will, there's a way!

Note to Ashcroft:  I am not interested in doing any such thing, I was just COMMENTING that even in these HARROWING DAYS FOR AMERICA, no one is totally safe.  That's all.  Please don't arrest me.
 
 

There are panda bears all over DC.  Your guess is as good as mine,
but they're really quite cute.  I like the ones where the eyes are painted like eyes.
Some of them weren't, and that creeped me out, just so you know.
 
 

Any clue?  No? Me either, but she was cool.
 

Nick:  This Einstein looks like he's made out of poop.
Me:  Yeah, he kind of does! Poor fella.
 

Oh, how I hate horses.  They linger (not unlike blimps, I might add) and wait for an opportunity to eat out your eyes.  Don't laugh, because THEY DO.  I asked if I could take a picture of this particular horse (named Gussie, FYI) and as SOON as it saw the camera, it hid.  Stupid horse.

These photos, along with a few more can be found at my brand spanking new Flickr site.  Never say I'm not on the cutting edge of what is hip, because I AM.
 

And I missed you all.  In a quick wrapup of other news:  Nicole has still not had Fresca.  I'm going to Atlantic City next weekend (the 19th) with a few of my friends.  My grandfather is doing about the same.  Etc.
 
 

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