inauguration tuesday!
So I have friends with tickets who went downtown, friends with pipe dreams that thought to go from Virginia to DC at 4 am. I am of much lesser fortitude, so I am in bed, tucked underneath my comforter on this momentous day. And...I'm okay with that. It's cold, ya'll. And if I was downtown, how would I watch the color commentary by Katie Couric and learn that Thomas Jefferson had his inauguration then went back to his rooms for supper?
Okay, how cute are Clinton and Bushie Senior walking arm in arm?
Oooh! Instrumentals! It's time!
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A friend got me tickets for the inauguration. I gave em back after I realized that it would be icy cold and horrible outside. And that I couldn't carry a backpack of thermoses filled with cocoa and soup into security. EFF THAT.
She lined up at 7 am with some other friends. And they missed the entire inauguration: she had the purple tickets of doom.
There was much wailing and gnashing of teef.
So, how've you been? What news of my favorite VOXer?
Purple tickets were totally made of doom. Friend with tickets had the purple ones and she was totally turned away at the station. Pish. Meanwhile, friend without ticket, made it as far as the Lincoln Memorial. Yeah...
How have I been? Meh. I continue to worry over this mad global warming. Or something. YOU?