overheard
Found form: Sounds of the city, 7:20 a.m. and p.m.
Photo: “Dc Art Walk 10″ by “bullneck” on flickr
7:20 a.m.
Clickity clickity. fwip. fwip.
sometimes my blog writes itself
work sends emails that make me laugh out loud sometimes all the time. What follows is today’s but for those who don’t like to read, here’s the bottom line: 1) the email we sent you ISN’T SPAM. DON’T DELETE IT FOR THE LOVE OF GOD. and 2) (ha ha ha ha, that this is point [...]
Read Full Post | Make a Comment ( 12 so far )The beautiful ache
It’s National Police Week, which means Judiciary Square, and its Fallen Officer Memorial are glorious. I don’t have a particular connection to police officers but I do have a connection to this place and the painful beauty it reverberates in memory, in mourning but in celebration for lives lost too soon. These were the [...]
Read Full Post | Make a Comment ( 3 so far )PLEASE to do/not REcyCLe
A bright red sign reading: “PLEASE Turn off Lights when Leaving” greeted me bright and early at my Official Government Office Building when I returned from vacation today. I saw it first in the hallway, then another and another, then one in my office itself.
Besides the freakish capitalization and angled placement, besides my oft-repeated [...]
Keeping it loosey goosey or “what the…?”
My mom and I are off for five days four nights at the spa. The weather is beautiful, I can see the ocean from my bed and be in it in less than 20 seconds and I’ve already taken a class that kicked my booty (literally) and am off to a spa treatment. So I’m [...]
Read Full Post | Make a Comment ( 2 so far )pope-a-licioius
So, apologies in advance and I’m prepared for the onslaught of sacrilege-accusing mail. I really don’t mean any offense, it’s I just… I so don’t get this whole Pope thing. But why mock it myself when Fox news has done so for me. Except I don’t think they meant to. I bring you actual quotes [...]
Read Full Post | Make a Comment ( 7 so far )Simplicity
I sat next to a six-year-old on the Metro today. On the way to a Nats game, complete with red cap and baseball glove. and gameboy, of course.
His parents were in the row behind us though I didn’t see them at first and he didn’t seem to be paying them much mind, just chattering away [...]
Not a thing like poultry
from vienna, with my british tour group
Judith says, “This is curious. It looks like pork, but tastes just like poultry.”
“Don’t you think? Don’t you think it looks just like pork?”
“No,” says Chris, running her fork through the gravy. “I don’t think it’s a thing like pork, or poultry.”
Megas I
There are leaners out there in the world. Always leaning too close, on the bus, on the Metro, pushing their heads and backpacks into your chest and face, stopping you from breathing.
Sometimes they’re fidgeters in disguise, reaching into their pockets, thrusting their arms and legs like wayward rockets, pretending they don’t see you in their [...]
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