Archive for November, 2008

Ode to DC

Wednesday, November 19th, 2008

This past Saturday found me meandering aimlessly (more often than not) along the grandiose streets of Washington, DC. Having only been to DC once before, I was understandably exuberant. Not only is DC an ideal place for those of us who are watching our pennies; but, in my opinion, DC provides the best of both worlds–city life at a slower pace. Among the museums of interest, the Holocaust Museum is a definite must. The popularity of this site was evident even before we set foot inside the museum, with lines that snaked its way along the outside of the building. Somewhere between crossing the grassy expanse of the National Mall and trying to find the nearest metro terminal, we got caught in a sudden downpour. Prior to this deluge, however, a peculiar incident was manifesting itself–we were caught in the middle of a protest (a peaceful one to be sure). My roommate and I were intrigued. After weaving our way through the masses, we made our way to the front of the crowd hoping to capture some footage of this memorable event. For this determined throng of people the heavy downpour was no deterrent, whose numbers exceeded 700, in my rough estimate. Never could I have suspected that I would witness a demonstration of this magnitude, in the nation’s capital no less. I wonder what DC will have in store for me the next time I visit.

A bad case of Senioritis

Friday, November 7th, 2008

This is a topic that I have been dodging for some time now. The reason why is quite simple. What has happened, I suspect, is that I have allowed myself to become lackadaisical–maybe even in denial. At any rate, I was forced to mull over these ideas in a most direct way–as I was having my senior portrait taken. I don’t know what it was. Perhaps it was donning the all-too-familiar cap and gown, or the prim and proper contortions, disguised as poses, that they required of us. Whatever it was, I was confronted by a reality that I had been skirting around for far too long. Hopefully, none of my lacklustre disposition seeped its way into any of my photos. Soon enough, the prints will arrive; and they will serve as a very real reminder of what is to come.