128 Hours


128 Hours

My life in suburban Washington.

It sounds a lot more exciting than it really is.

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Sunday, April 09, 2006

Today was interesting - did a few things, and rather than lots of little victories, there were lots of little annoyances. Nothing worth blogging about, just stuff like consistently missing Metro trains.

There was one highlight (aside from lunch with Cheese Boy, fresh off of seeing his Wisconsin Badgers beat Boston College to win the NCAA hockey title and thus avoiding the cataclysm that would occur if an ACC school won a hockey championship) - right before an interminable 9AM Palm Sunday Mass that had oodles upon oodles of Arlingtonian rugrats making a sound almost as loud as a Boeing 767, two boys picked up their palm fronds and started using them as swords.

It was a desultory day, but, if you were there, it was pretty funny.

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