I'm watching the inauguration on CNN.com live. It's got around four live feeds, and there's something just vastly epic about it. I keep switching between views from what seems to be the White House to the crowds at the Mall. People til the horizon. It's incredible.
Let's try this live-blogging thing starting... now.
11:09 pm (local): There are hundreds of news reporters from all over the world reporting on the inauguration. Amazing.
And Miss Virginia Newscaster at CNN is wearing a magenta abomination with a weird bustier thing. It is not working.
11:45: I remember that last time I went to DC. It was in 2005, the last time my family took a trip abroad together. We were visiting relatives in Pittsburgh, and a day after we arrived-
OH IT'S DUSTIN HOFFMAN. HAY GIRL.
- we took a road trip to DC. The roads were gorgeous. We fused to the seats after hours of sitting, watching mountains, forests, and a lonely line of electric windmills zoom by. We got to DC late that night, and I remember it being gorgeous. I don't remember much, really. We generally went to the Smithsonian (til now I can't really grasp the fact that it was free) and saw the Hope Diamond, and walked around the Mall, and seeing it all now is such a trip. It's been ages ago. History, baby.
11:20: I can hear the cameramen talking: "Right there? Yeah baby, I will have a light touch." Child, you're being watched by a hundred thousand people. Carry on!
11:35: Seriously, nothing is happening but I cannot look away.
11:49: Commentary says it's Bush just leaving the White House as president for the last time. I've never liked him, but endings always get to me. This may be because I'm a film major.
Also, the motorcade is seriously fierce. What sort of cars are those? They look like gigantic black, shiny Havaianas.
12:02 am: OH MY GOD the hottest male newscaster is welcoming me to CNN Live. A boy can dream. He's flawless. Work that Asian-American accent. Hell, work me. PS don't forget the coverage! His name is Reggie, and I hope to god he's gay. You know. Like Anderson Cooper, my other husband.
12:16: WORK HILLARY, WORK!
12:22: The crowd, oh my god. I can't wait. There's the bible Abraham Lincoln swore on. Wow.
12:27: Can't imagine how Sasha and Malia are feeling. Along that line, I can't imagine how Bush is feeling, wherever he is inside there.
12:30: GO GO GO GO!
12:32: There Bush and Cheney are. I wonder how the crowd will cheer. I imagine a bit of rudeness, really. It's not like the people there who turned out for Obama are exactly waiting for him. They could cheer that he's leaving, I guess.
12:35: Michelle, why did you peel a million lemons and stick them onto yourself? Oh hey George.
12:40: There he is! I see a million flags on the Mall and Joe Biden's just emerged. Hey Joe. Okay, now there he is! Obama's walking so slowly. It's suddenly so strange to see someone new as president of the USA. Clinton's term didn't register to me; was too young to really pay attention to politics then. Now Bush is minutes from becoming a private citizen again, and it gently blows my mind.
12:42: Almost! GOBAMA IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY.
12:44: OH OH OH OH OH. Hey. :D
12:45: Oh my god I can't move. Work that democracy, you sexy American people.
12:48: Wait, no. It's Rick Warren. I hate The Purpose Driven Life book. Oh wait, let's pray.
12:53: I take that back. That was a beautiful prayer. Thanks for pretending to not be a crazy Evangelical for the greater good, Pastor Warren. ♥
12:56: Aretha should have sung Respect.
12:58: Biden just got sworn in, and his sons are Sexy. As you can see, my brain is slowly melting and latching onto only two trains of thought: sexytime thought and This Inauguration Is Momentous thought. They do not go together, as you notice.
1:01: The music is breathtaking. It's a dewy morning in song. John Williams is fantastic. Wow.
1:04: I must download that song. Only coherent thought.
1:05: OH MY GOD I AM STANDING UP FOR THIS SHIT IN FRONT OF MY LAPTOP. Barack baby, stop stumbling. You've got this.
1:07: You go bb. God bless America so hard right now!
1:08: WORK THAT ORATORICAL SKILL GIRL, I'm listening.
1:19: Oh my god, chills.
1:26: Obama just broke
ohnotheydidnt. Also, Bush looks confused.
1:32: Elizabeth Alexander's poem is fantastic.
1:38: Yellow will be mellow, Joseph Lowery! AMEN. AMEN! AMEN!!!!!!
1:50: Okay. Rick Warren can be taken by God now that his work is done. Michelle's shoes are fierce. And I'm very, very tired. I just checked the
White House website, and seeing who the president actually, seriously is just jars me pleasantly.
Oh well. I can't get over Michelle's shoes. Olive gloves, yellow dress, gray-navy shoes. You do it so well babe.
1:54: The Bushes are leaving on their helicopter, and so that's it now. It will sink in tomorrow.
Hey, goodnight!