Showing posts from June, 2013

On the Bookshelf

In the past few years, I feel like I never have time to read books unless I'm on vacation. But I've had the chance to knock out a few tomes since the beginning of the year. So, here's a peek at the pile of books on the floor by my bed (I'm not going to act like I have a grand bookcase, if I'm reading a book or have read it recently, it's on the floor by my bed).

Game Change

If you've caught the HBO movie with this name, you know half of this book--all about Sarah Palin and John McCain's campaign. However, the other half of the book is the more fascinating part--the run up to Obama securing the Democratic nomination. Everything that happened between him and Hillary Clinton, and how she almost didn't accept the nomination of Secretary of State.

Firefly Lane

Have you seen the movie Beaches? Then you've pretty much read this book. Too bad I didn't figure this out until I was almost done. Still, not a bad read. 

The Book Thief

 In the past few years…

TGIF: It's the Freakin' Weekend . . .

I don't know if a weekend has been more necessary than this one--so it's definitely TGIF time:

--how am I typing this, you ask? Yes, my computer has returned to my life. If it cost any more to fix, I would have ditched her. (do you hear that, Minerva? You were almost dead to me) (Yes, I named my laptop after a Harry Potter character) (stop laughing)

--wondering how this weekend's nightlife can top last weekend's H Street bar crawl. My friends are so nice to indulge my "new to DC" whims and put together an awesome list of bars for us to hit up in a fun part of town last Saturday. Made it to bed around 4 a.m. And woke up at 10. Le sigh, needs more sleep.

--so glad I knocked one of my DC to-do list items off last weekend when I went kayaking on the Potomac. Beautiful weather, and got an arm workout!

--thinking of a Facebook album title for this summer. I have photos to share and no inspiration. Ugh.

--wishing that the new Arrested Development shows were good. I&…

Flying on a G5, G5 . . .

Growing up in a city with two airports, I'm used to confirming the airport I need to be headed to for travel or picking folks up. However, those two airports were vastly different--one was the third-busiest airport in the country with a robust international clientele, the other is a smaller regional airport that is served by a discount airline and regional jets. So I really didn't get them confused (and the small one was less than ten minutes from my apartment, win!)

In moving to DC, I have an embarrassment of riches when it comes to airports. Three, count 'em, THREE major airports are considered part of the DC metro area! "Holy smokes!" I thought. "I'll be jet-setting EVERYWHERE!"

But, alas, not everything is as it seems. So, as a way to politely nudge my friends into planning their visits, I present the Fool-Proof Guide to Navigating the DC Airports

First up, BWI a.k.a. Baltimore-Washington Thurgood Marshall Int'l Airport.
Where: Between Baltimore…

TGIF: The Best Laid Plans

So I was all excited for posts I had planned--photos! Witty commentary on riding the Metro! How to fly out of DC airports (thrilling!). But my computer had other ideas, so she's in rehab at the moment and I'm torn as to how to post all the goodness I have to share.

So for today, a TGIF list:

First--I'm NOT thankful for--the current rain, rained-out Nats game last night (twas to be my first one!), dropping benjamins to get my car registered in this fair city, the pair of JCrew shorts that got all weird and discolored in the wash, and the fact that I REALLY need blackout curtains.

But enough Debbie Downer 

Things that are AWESOME this Friday:

--a jam-packed weekend including wine, the annual PRIDE parade and associated festivities, and hopefully some rooftop deck time.

--Being allllllll caught up on Game of Thrones (so what if the roommate and I stayed up til midnight two nights in a row to watch all nine episodes of season 3? I'll sleep when I'm dead). Now, for the first …

"Paparazzi trying to make me pose . . ."

I'm going to take us back a few years, to one of my favorite jams:

So you can imagine how happy I was to find this list: 21 Theories on Why the Club Can't Handle Me Right Now:

I have double pneumonia and the club is not medically equipped to handle me. The club’s upper body strength isn’t what it used to be. The club is not emotionally mature enough, but it thinks it can handle me after it goes on a trip to Australia. The club didn’t eat breakfast this morning. I am still technically a minor and the club already has two strikes. The club has really bad cramps and the club’s greedy roommate used all the Motrin. I’m radioactive. The club and I recently broke up, and the club saw like two other exes already today. My handles are really greasy from Belgian fries. I’m “the truth” and the club is Tom Cruise in A Few Good Men. The club has a presentation due at 6 p.m. and can’t figure out how to get rid of the paper clip thing in PowerPoint because right click is broken on the club’s…