About a month ago I went to a
Memorial Day BBQ and met someone working in the PR field who seemed interested in hooking a brotha up with a job. After attempting to contact her and tons of miscommunication later, I never heard from her again...until the other day when I saw an email with her name on it sitting in my inbox. I was shocked! Flabbergasted! Astounded even! I thought I had really fucked up and turned this person off forever. Turns out they were just constantly traveling and doing work related shenanigans. To say I was relieved would be an understatement. So we made plans to meet up for coffee (blech) around 5pm the other day. What's a guy to do between the time he wakes up and 5pm? Ride around shinin' that's what.
First order of business: lunch with my old friend, Hope, at
District Taco. Hope is someone who I went to middle school with and hadn't seen one of our class reunions in 2007. As usual with people I talk to who I haven't seen in eternity, we talked about what our classmates have been up to, her life in the US the past few years, and my life living in Japan during that same time frame. And we ate lots of tacos, chips, and guacamole. The carne asada taco with green peppers, lettuce, and lime rice is my personal favorite.
Afterward I stopped by the White House to give my boy Barack some dap.
There's never a shortage of protestors down there...
...or tourists on bikes.
I thought it'd be a good idea to drop in on my old co-workers and say what the dilly since I actually looked respectable that day. My boss was out on vacation, but luckily for me one person I used to work with was still around: Llenda. She was more than happy to see me and gave me a quick tour of the place before sending me on my way with a book and an offer to photograph an event they're having on Monday. Yeeeeeesssssss!
With a couple of more hours to kill I decided to head over to Georgetown. But instead of going into Georgetown proper, I made a detour towards the Kennedy Center. I wanted to take some photos along parts of the Potomac that I'd never photographed before. Then I thought, why stop here? Why not cross over into Virginia? So I did.
And made my way to
Arlington National Cemetery. All this time living in DC, and this was the first time I'd ever been to this place.
Right next to Arlington National Cemetery is the
Women in Military Service for America Memorial. Say that ten times fast.
Five o' clock rolled around and it was time to meet up with my homey for coffee...which thankfully turned into meeting up for sandwiches. While the original thing she was trying to get me involved with fell through, several other, better opportunities came up, and she's been doing her thing circulating my resume around her office and getting my name out there. One of the people she'd been talking about introducing me too actually happened to walk by while we were talking, so I got to introduce myself before he jetted off to do something important...possibly happy hour. I've been told to keep my schedule open for next week to meet with some other people within her company, so who knows. Maybe my life as an unemployed bum with too much time on his hands will be over soon.