weekend report: whirlwind in d.c. style
yay for weekend trips and spending short but quality time in d.c. i flew home this weekend on friday night and just got settled back in atlanta an hour or two ago. it was a tiring trip, but worth it. however, i must admit, the entire enterprise started off inauspiciously in the ATL airport. witness:
somehow the atlanta airport has taken it upon themselves to set forth on the world an "art" "project" that consists of having your faucet sing "row, row, row your boat" every time you attempt to wash your hands, at least in the bathrooms of concourse d. you may think: charming! you may be: wrong. since my flight was delayed a couple of hours, and i am constantly drinking water, i was spending a lot of time in the bathroom, watching the murderous expressions cross women's faces as we were assaulted over and over again with the dischordant tunes of several faucets singing "row, row, row your boat," and not even in an awesome round. save yourself while you still can, atlanta. worst. idea. ever.
after that whole debacle, though, everything was pretty alright. tommy and i stayed in friday night, where he managed to get me loopy drunk off of two vodka tonics. saturday we went to lunch with la famiglia at logan tavern, where i had a yummy mimosa, and then we took in a screening of pirates of the caribbean. please tell me internet folks that you also thought this movie was the pits. it kind of looked amazing; i really loved the envisioning of davy jones and his crew. but, plot? hello? what? and why the hell does keira find herself attracted to jack sparrow?!?! ew?!?! it was also amusing to me that the man who played the tiny evil east india trading company boss played mr. collins in the most recent pride and prejudice adaptation, because of course there he was creepily wooing keira k. but here he was just find of tinily evil.
saturday night we met up with ryan for a drink or more at the saloon, where we spent some quality time chatting about europe (london visit planning imminent!) and, um, natural disasters. i talk about those a lot. i blame yglesias and his spiel on the supervolcano in yellowstone park, which terrifies me to this day. then we mosied on over to yglesias' and kriston for one of their quality parties and chatted and drank the night away. as for the aftermath, i highly enjoyed this post of beck's detailing her morning after.
sunday involved a late lunch at chinatown express (i am obsessed with their pork dumplings) and couch naps. also, "end of days" was on tv, which is always good entertainment.
and that brings us to about here, and sleepy time. check out the photos!