November 13, 2005
From 22203 to somewhere lost in MA. Perhaps no worse move could be made than from the resort of Hedonism in Jamaica to Baghdad. Still homeless, not in the “Hey can I have a buck?” sense, but rather, the “How the hell can I get a license or plates or… without a damn address?”
Real Estate, particularly the shared variety, is utter hell.
November 10, 2005
A post from the first week of this blog that looked somewhat hilarious. Before business and life and all “that” got in the way of contributing to this. Anyway, I thought it was funny, so I left it for posterity.
Well, Vetrens’ day huh? Most of the country’s day to bicker about why they aren’t getting mailed. Instead thank God I’m in DC where it’s our version of Mardi Gras. Really. I happened to see a wonk in loafers (senza socks) waving beads at the tourists near the Vietnam memorial. Looked like a krewe of one, quite surprizing really. Well at least he gave something for the kids from Indiana to look at. At least something that’s slightly less implict of bits and pieces than the Washington Monument. Good times all together. Let the content roll on…
