Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Banned in DC

That title makes no sense, but this is the first time I've had occasion to travel to Washington since I started this blog, so it stays. Rest assured that I will be repaid with the slings and arrows of angry people who were looking for info on the Bad Brains or Cynthia Connolly.

In the early part of this decade -- and holy crap, it's getting toward over! I swear the '90s lasted longer -- I traveled to Washington a lot, sometimes as often as once a month. Two of my closest friends from old Boulder days had relocated there after the Boulder Planet imploded, and I found the city invigorating. There's a sense of something in the air, something happening on every block -- that even though it's relatively small, you could wander all your life and not see anywhere near everything that Washington has to offer.

I was pleased to see that feeling still there, after five years away. Pleased to see other things too -- most of the places that I used to go when visiting Washington were still around. Bookstores, bars ... and, well, that's pretty much all I visit. Glad to see they were still there!

In one of those early-'00s trips, we spent the morning of my final day getting drunk, then staggering to the Metro station. As I was later loaded onto the plane, loaded, I drunkenly started fantasizing about becoming ... an architect. I obviously have a layman's love for architecture, but absolutely no skills that would translate over (in school, when we'd have a drafting segment in a class, I'd be the one who forgot to add doors to his house design). But having spent a few days exposed to DC's rather grand buildings, I decided that I'd scrap my career and become a magnificent architect.

Obviously I didn't do that.

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