yesterday i decided that it was time to actually celebrate mlk day for what it is - not a convenient holiday, but rather a tribute to a man who i'm convinced (and i am far, far, far from alone) altered the course of american history. i got all kitted out in super-dooper cold weather gear, drove to the metro, took it to foggy bottom, then walked down to the lincoln memorial. there i stood and listened for the first time (which i'm a bit ashamed to admit) to mlk's 'i have a dream' speech. thank goodness for warm yoga pants that fit under jeans and phones that play mp3s.
yesterday's driving tip: if you are going more slowly than you wish, please realize that riding the bumper of the person in front of you (if they're not the ones causing the slow-down) will not, in fact, help you at all. in fact, the likelihood of an accident becomes astronomically higher. then maybe you can cause a slow-down, too.
ski trip (okay, i only tubed) summation: 1 concussion, 1 broken finger, 1 van-plowing-into-brian's-truck incident, 1 night of barely any sleep, 1 night of sleeping like a rock, a few aching muscles, and a good time.
so, i've been telling myself that really, march is not too long to wait for the second series of robin hood to come to american tele. but now, having gone back and watched some of the first series again, i'm suddenly in a gigantic rush for them to air. having m&k watch battlestar galactica is having much the same effect. and i'm very bad at waiting. (p.s. soooooooo not helping that bones and the office are now all reruns.)
