Hey, I went to Washington DC last week or something. Here are some pictures for you to like or be indifferent towards. If you're an ex-girlfriend, you can be reminded of why you broke up with me in the first place.
For realsies, though, I saw some amazing art and artifacts and stuff. All the museums are free, free, free. I had no idea. Now you know, and you're welcome.
A grey squirrel at the Jefferson Memorial.
It's too bad Jefferson is dead. He would probably think this memorial is pretty neat, but he'd probably be embarrassed by it too. I mean, you'd have to be the most egotistical creep to be completely down with the idea of a giant Greek temple with a 20-foot statue of you in it as a memorial to you.
Yes, it's the Washington Monument, and I'm sorry but this thing got me totally geeked out. It's massive and it looks different in person than in the pics you've seen. See how the bottom third is a different color than the rest? That's because it sat unfinished for 20-some-odd years back in the 1800s. Didn't know that, did you?
Here's a bit of the mosaic floor in the lobby of the WaMo. I wanted to lick it.
Here's way up at the tipperty-top of that ol' WaMo. That red light thingy is the beacon that blinks so planes don't accidentally hit it. If a plane hit it, I would cry because I'm strangely fixated on it now. Did you know that it was the tallest goddamn structure on the whole planet for a few years? No, you did not. The Eiffel Tower beat it in 1889, by almost double the hight. Ouch!
And check out these goddamn train stations. Whoo-whoo! These were the cleanest train stations I've ever been in anywhere in the world. No bodily discharges of any kind, which makes me think that everyone is constantly under surveillance and any funny business is swiftly quashed (or diapers are distributed).
Nobody seemed to mind me giving a quick speech at an ampitheater at Arlington Nat'l Cemetery, for some reason. I expected to be tackled at any moment.
This is at the Lincoln memorial, which is on our penny. Don't try to take a picture of yourself, mimicking Lincoln's facial expression and the direction of his gaze because it won't work. Trust me.
A shot of Abe's square-toed boot. I want a pair.
This here's the Capitol rotunda. That's the giant building you see behind the "reporters" on infomercials when they're reporting live from the nation's capitol.
Ah! Back in LA, where it was the exact same (warm) goddamn temperature as DC. I was excited to be in this tiled corridor. I haven't been routed through here in years, and I vividly remember it from my childhood. You know, it's the airport, so you can't just go traipsing through whatever tiled corridor you feel like traipsing through.The end. (-Or IS it? Probably.)
