The random thoughts of an architect-turned- lawyer from the deep south living in Washington, DC...

Thursday, January 31, 2008


I'm not ignoring you. I just don't know what to say. I used to have a blog that people read. I used to have interesting things to say (at least I think so). I used to have an anonymity that I could hide behind allowing me to express myself openly through writing. I used to have bonds with my readers that kept me coming back to write and kept them coming back to read. I miss it but I don't know how to get it back.

I have a lot going on in my life. At the same time, there is not much going on in my life at all.

I go to work every day. Well, "mostly" every day. Did I mention I love my job? I can't really talk much about what I do on a daily basis because of that whole attorney client privilege stuff. But really, I love my job.

I've also been undergoing some friendship renovations. I found that transitioning from a law school life of Thursday drunk-fests and dramatic law school proms to a life of work receptions and networking events has led to changes in my social networks. Of course, this is compounded by the fact that some of the changes come from distance or just plain growing apart. It happens, right? Yeah, it happens. Still, it doesn't mean it's an easy transition. I miss certain people. I miss the way it was. At the same time, I'm ready to move on.

I'm also making some changes to my general lifestyle. No, I'm not into chicks now. I'm just adopting a dog. He's a nine year old chihuahua named Killer. I have a bond with this dog that would take another bottle of wine and a free evening to explain. One day, my friends, one day. It's going to be a difficult transtion (to say the least) considering my new apartment is on the 11th floor penthouse and he's not potty trained. Details, details. He's coming live with me and I'm ecstatic.

Otherwise, I cannot think of what to write about that has been going on in my life. Um, I got stuck on a stalled metro for 40 minutes then fell while running up a down escalator last week. Got lots of bruises and really messed up my hand. Um, I got pulled over in the Pentagon parking lot by some schmuck that had too much time on his hands (30 minutes he took) and felt the need to issue me a written warning for making an illegal u-turn...in a damn parking lot. Um, my mom came in town with a gift in tow that she excitedly handed over to me not realizing I had actually given it to her for Christmas this year. Um, this writer's strike is really starting to piss me off.

So, bottle of wine complete...I really can't think of much else to say. I miss you guys and truly hope to get back to this soon.

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Monday, January 14, 2008

New little guy


Thursday, January 03, 2008

Washington Post unfair?

Last night as I was switching lines over at Metro Center, I noticed bunches of WMATA workers posting up signs like this:

My first thought was "oh come on! everyone has to protest something in this damn town." Then I wondered if I had missed the declaration of war between WMATA and the Washington Post? As I watched them hang these enormous posters and banners, I wondered who was footing the bill for these huge very nicely designed posters. I also wondered what was so unfair about the Post. Then, my train came and I went about my evening not giving a second thought to any of it.

Stepping off the train at Metro Center this morning, I realized those WMATA workers had a busy night. The station is covered in this new creative ad campaign aimed at the Post. Walking through the station to exit gave me just enough time to peruse all the ads. When I got to work, I logged onto this "unfair" website to see what this is all about. Quite an interesting story there.

Rarely does an ad campaign catch my attention enough to actually notice and follow up. Well done!