It’s hard being the only flaming liberal in your little family. Okay, my aunt Vicki is also a flaming liberal. So there are two of us, I guess, among a sea of red. Red so red that I am regularly inundated with emails calling out Obama for not being patriotic enough. Not loving his country enough. Not saluting the flag enough. Not being Christian enough. And my dad has been saying for years that Obama…
I am still paying for my poor footwear decision during my time in D.C. I have worn the same Doc Martens since eighth grade and they have always been kind to me, but I had no idea how horribly they could treat me. I walked miles upon miles, trying to see and do as much as possible in that city. There’s so much to do, and so much of it is free, that I feel…
I’ve been slowly catching up on analysis of the speech, and there have been some fascinating conversations happening all over the interwebs. Watching the speech, I felt it was beautifully pragmatic and perfectly authoritative and inspirational, but others were more disappointed, feeling it wasn’t as grand a rhetorical sweep as it should have been. I especially enjoyed this measured response over at The Root, which deems Obama’s speech “a sacred effort.” My favorite bit of…
(You have to look at the big version to appreciate the scope, and to see the screen we were all watching.) I’m having a hard time writing about Tuesday. I’ve been thinking about it nonstop for days now, trying to process my thoughts, to let the cream rise to the top, but there’s just so much to work through. I want to talk about the things I saw and heard — the sun rising and…
DC treated me right. I’ll admit — I’m a little smitten. But I’ll write more about that later. [Project 365]
I’ll be in Washington, D.C., two weeks from this very moment. It’s kind of ridiculous how it has crept up on me, and how unprepared I feel. Actually, that part’s not ridiculous at all; I routinely fly places while being fully unprepared. I don’t ever get fully prepared for anything, really. One thing I need to do is procure a proper winter coat. When I visited Chicago in mid-December of 2007, I very nearly froze…
At the risk of jinxing all my tentative plans just by talking about them in positive tones, I’m pretty excited right now. I’ve got a roundtrip ticket to D.C. I’ve got a couch/floor/box on/in which to stay once I get there. And I’ve got a huge historic moment to witness. Yep. Pretty excited. Preeeeettttttyyyy exciiiited. I’ve never been to D.C. before. Where should I go? I figure I better put some time in at the…
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