Only in DC....

Phone conversation I had with my old college roommate who still lives in DC, sometime last week (we keep in touch mostly via email, phone calls are a little unusual), went something like this:

Me: Hey hey, what's up?
ACS: Hey! What are you doing calling me in the middle of the day?
Me: Excellent question.....(laughter)....I have a random, very random favor to ask of you.
ACS: (More laughter) Alright....let's hear it....I'm a little worried.
Me: So this favor involves you going to the Embassy of Ecuador, finding Marco and giving him 20 bucks....
ACS: Uh......(laughter).....what?
Me: Yeah, you heard me. I need you to go to the Embassy of Ecuador tomorrow, find a guy named Marco, and hand him 20 bucks. He takes cash.
ACS: Uh......

In case you're wondering, she did indeed go, walked into the joint, saw a dude, said "Are you Marco?" and he said, "Do you have $20?" and it was settled.

Musical Monday

Instead of reviving the old link to my Heavy Rotation Archive, (and man was that a pain to dig up regularly), I'll stick to the easy Musical Monday or something. I see a lot of Wordless Wednesdays on other blogs, so perhaps I'll have Musical Mondays, even though that's way too obvious and simple.

I think that's what I need to get back on track with this blog. Simple. I have a ton of issues of the Economist piling up around me, overloads of work, a Netflix queue 1.46 miles long and novels to read and discuss, so yeah, let's keep it simple.

This week's pick, Kings of Leon, Use Somebody

I can't say I've ever been a big fan, but I have a few tracks and I listen on occasion and more often I watch the video for King of the Rodeo since my good friend has a starring role as the cowboy. Their performance on SNL last week has revived my interest and I think the new album may hold some gems. This is the most recent fav:

Revival?

For the Nth time, maybe I'm back.

I've had the urge to explore my "creative" side again through various means.

Perhaps due to the 2-day class I attended because of work, taught by theater actors and I angered and I improvised and I emoted and I claimed my space.

And I now have a guitar.

And I "play" the organ.

And maybe I should write a little? But reading > writing.