Thursday, July 21, 2005

Party on, dude

This week I've gone to event after event. It's been wonderful. A good number of those events have been for work, and I still have another tomorrow. I'm also working to plan several - a happy hour, a cappuccino celebration, and an ice cream social.

I've managed to do a lot of interesting things after work, too. Monday night I went to "Screen on the Green," a free outdoor movie on a giant screen on the National Mall. The screen was right in front of the capitol, which sort of dwarfed it, but it was especially interesting because the movie involved some political protests. I'd look back and forth at the capitol and the screen, thinking about the significance of this city. I actually have some digital pictures of this experience, but don't have the software to upload them. Still, I'll forward them on if you request them. I really ought to get on the ball and take some photos of my own. Otherwise you'll never have images to accompany my stories.

Tuesday night I went to a lecture on Seeing God in the Movies. It was not at all what I had expected. The woman made Titanic spiritual. I'm not sure about that... Still, it was a different kind of experience.

And today I took a cab in DC. That was bizarre. I had to give the cabbie a map. Aren't they supposed to know their way around, or have GPS, or something? And man, expensive. $14 for 15 blocks. That would fill my entire gas tank!

Next Monday I am going to a meeting with the White House Chief of Staff. He's giving interns a talk about what opportunities are available in federal government employment, and how to get those jobs. I'm very excited. I could work for the government...especially if they'll let me write their speeches.

On a completely different note, I have a gross image to share. Only click on this link if you're convinced you have a strong stomach. This picture appeared in the Metro Express newspaper this week, and my roommate Claire saved it so that she could continually put it in front of my face. Eeeeeeeew.

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