Thursday, January 15, 2009

Brave New Girl

Good news! Not even 10 minutes after I blogged about fearing inaugural week(end), my boss IMed me to ask if I could do him a favor tomorrow. I joked, "As long as it doesn't require braving the cold."

Alas, tomorrow morning I'll be trekking out to the Walter E. Washington Convention Center to pick up a couple extra tickets to inauguration for the bossman. If I get hypothermia along the way, my dying wish will be to ask the paramedics to call him & say, "She told you so."

Inaugural week(end) begins!

It's Beginning to Look a Lot Like Inauguration

As Inauguration Day approaches, I've developed an overwhelming sense of paranoia & anxiety. I'm not exactly what you'd call a "people person," at least in terms of large swarms of people. Being in groups that are too large make me feel like I'm having an out-of-body experience, & not in a good way.

"The experts," whomever they may be, have predicted that as many as 4 million people could swarm the District for the day Mr. Obama Goes to Washington. And even though the Secret Service has deemed that estimate a bit high, even a couple million is too many millions for me. I'm heard rumors that cell phone towers will crash & sewers are going to back up, both unprepared for such an influx, so I'm prepared to live like it's Y2K here. I even bought groceries & a jug of water today.

As anxious & nauseated as I am, though, it's exciting to watch the whole city prepare for what I've only half-jokingly been calling "the dawn of a new era." Local bars & restaurants are decked out in full-scale red, white & blue with signs to welcome tourists. It can be assumed that any guy carrying a tux bag is holding an invitation to some swanky inaugural ball. And every 20th word out of everyone in the city's mouth is "inauguration" or "Tuesday" or "Obama" or "ball" or "Oh, my God, I can't believe the Metro is going to be so overburdened that I'll have to actually walk places" or something else equally anticipatory.

Don't get me wrong, I'm still spending all weekend as cooped up as possible - but that doesn't mean it's not very, very cool.


An employee at Yanni's, the Greek taverna nearby, affixes flag-patterned stars to the restaurant door:

A cardboard cutout of our Pres-to-be chills in the lobby of Bubbles, a local hair salon:

And my favorite - the Firehook Bakery down the road displays dozens Obama-iced sugar cookies in anticipation of the Big Day:

Objects in Mirror are Creepier than they Appear

I think this bumper sticker speaks for itself.

OK, OK, that's not true, because some of you are going to construe this as me being anti-choice, which I am vehemently NOT. What I meant was... this bumper sticker is uber-creepy. This is NOT a face you want emblazoned on your bumper, man of God or not. And actually, come to think of it, I don't know that this is the best way to honor/respect a man of God, anyway. You get in a little fender bender & the Pope's forehead is the first thing to go.
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