Sunday, January 07, 2007

A Piece of This City

There are always opportunities, even in a real estate market as insane as Washington, DC. We spent today checking out one such opportunity. $160,000 will get you "two rooms and a bath" that needs a lot of work, but it's in a historic building featured in the bible of fine DC apartment houses, Best Addresses. The place is in a co-op building in a great neighborhood that was all the rage in the early 20th century. We decided to extend the fantasy by checking out other open houses in the area. All of them were way out of our league, but we had fun looking. We dressed up to look respectable and everything.

Imagining a possible future beats the hell out of what I've been dwelling on most of the time lately, and I think we'll probably make more of a habit of it.

Wednesday, January 03, 2007

Sailing, Sailing

...through the day and night. This daily posting thing is harder than I thought it would be. Performing on demand does not always happen as I'd like it. So I refuse to perform. I just show up. My dear friend at let's shall is fond of saying this is the most important element of friendship, and I am rapidly discovering that it is the secret to blogging as well. Perhaps one of these days I'll even write something interesting. I don't think I've shown up enough for that quite yet, sadly. Sorry about that. But you never know what day it will happen, so be sure to tune in. :)

Tuesday, January 02, 2007

Easing into Life Again

I think this city has just the right pace when the federal government is closed. There were people on their way to work, but it wasn't too crowded. There were no traffic jams reported on the Weather Channel's Local on the 8's. Clearly, the federal government just gets in the way here.

So far, 2007 feels a lot like 2006 as far as work is concerned. I'll let you know if anything changes.

Monday, January 01, 2007

Life Begins at Death

Apparently, former President Gerald Ford's opinion about the Iraq war matters more now that he's dead. Somehow, it amuses me that we suddenly value the relevance of those who've gracefully exited the stage more than when we could more easily refer to them and ask their opinion. No one was exactly beating down Ford's door December 28th. Dying is a great way to give yourself some cred, goose up your career and even impart a gentle sheen of respectability.

I am somewhat loathe to comment on political matters on this blog, but if I'm posting every day, I need more fodder. I'll see what I can do.

Happy New Year!

I have several resolutions. The first, and most relevant to this space, is to post to this blog every damn day, even if it ends up being nonsense and embarassingly personal. Hijinks ahead! No, I will not share my other resolutions with you. This is not a diary, and my other resolutions are boring, like losing thirty percent of my body weight in eight weeks and quitting the crack. We'll see, though. If I get desperate with daily posting I may throw anything up here. Happy New Year!

New years' resolutions, like second marriages, are the triumph of hope over experience. Although our lives are chugging along just as they were a few hours ago, and our problems haunt us no matter the hour, we look at our life anew and pretend that there is a possibility for a fresh start. How else would we get anything done? And even just one month of regular exercising is better than none.