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25 January 2009
23 January 2009
barack obama is my president

I woke up at 3.15a Tuesday and was out the door with Andrea and Aldo by 3.45. We hopped around on the trains talking to all the early birds for some audio deal for Medill on the Hill. You can check it here.
We made it to the newsroom at 6.30ish and started editing. I bounced at 8 with Aldo and it took us forever to even get going in the right direction because no one knew where we were supposed to go. At one point we were in a dark tunnel of doom with all the blue and silver ticket holders who figured out where they were supposed to be going. Aldo commented that it felt like Earth was being invaded by aliens, which is exactly what it felt like. Anyway, after a ridiculous ordeal and after being separated from Aldo, I finally made it in the gate and had a decent view of the Capitol.
Though I wasn’t close enough to see our new president, I could hear everything. It was such a beautiful moment in time and I am grateful to have shared it with so many of my countrymen and women.
(Thanks to Aldo for the picture. I haven't uploaded mine yet.)
oh noes, another recap
Inauguration weekend was so beautiful.
Friday night I had delicious vegan dinner with Belen at Busboys and Poets and had the special Delaware Dude drink. At first I was kinda mad because it was so expensive, but then it hit me, and I was all, dude, that is what $10 worth of vice presidential booze tastes like.
Then we met up with Andrea and David at the Wonkette Inaugural Ball. The music was great and we dance dance danced the night away. This dude practically fell into me on the dance floor and said, “Don’t worry, I’m more scared of you then you are of me.” Dude was intimidated by my sweet dance moves, obviously.
Saturday was kinda the same as Friday, ha. I had a late lunch at Busboys and Poets with Andrea and Liz. And I went to a party at Luis’ sweeeeeeeeeeet new apartment. He is living large, for real. I felt a little too dirty and poor to be there.
I didn’t wake up early enough on Sunday to make it out to the concert on the Mall, but Aldo arrived, so it was all good.
Monday I had an annoying pre-inauguration meeting for Medill on the Hill, which gave me a headache. Then I stood in line outside of Rayburn for about three hours to get my ticket for inauguration. I was frozen and exhausted by the time I got inside, but CDR was in the office, so I got to say hi, which was cool.
Then I met up with Michael and we got some drinks in Chinatown. It was so good to see him because we hadn’t seen each other since the internship and he was my favorite CHCI 2007 intern. He’s got it all together and makes everyone real jealous except me. I can’t hate him because he totally deserves all of his success. Mark my words, Michael Anthony Vargas will soon be preceded by Congressman or Senator.
That was way longer than I intended to be. Next post: Inauguration!
Friday night I had delicious vegan dinner with Belen at Busboys and Poets and had the special Delaware Dude drink. At first I was kinda mad because it was so expensive, but then it hit me, and I was all, dude, that is what $10 worth of vice presidential booze tastes like.
Then we met up with Andrea and David at the Wonkette Inaugural Ball. The music was great and we dance dance danced the night away. This dude practically fell into me on the dance floor and said, “Don’t worry, I’m more scared of you then you are of me.” Dude was intimidated by my sweet dance moves, obviously.
Saturday was kinda the same as Friday, ha. I had a late lunch at Busboys and Poets with Andrea and Liz. And I went to a party at Luis’ sweeeeeeeeeeet new apartment. He is living large, for real. I felt a little too dirty and poor to be there.
I didn’t wake up early enough on Sunday to make it out to the concert on the Mall, but Aldo arrived, so it was all good.
Monday I had an annoying pre-inauguration meeting for Medill on the Hill, which gave me a headache. Then I stood in line outside of Rayburn for about three hours to get my ticket for inauguration. I was frozen and exhausted by the time I got inside, but CDR was in the office, so I got to say hi, which was cool.
Then I met up with Michael and we got some drinks in Chinatown. It was so good to see him because we hadn’t seen each other since the internship and he was my favorite CHCI 2007 intern. He’s got it all together and makes everyone real jealous except me. I can’t hate him because he totally deserves all of his success. Mark my words, Michael Anthony Vargas will soon be preceded by Congressman or Senator.
That was way longer than I intended to be. Next post: Inauguration!
22 January 2009
i was there
16 January 2009
floating felt

I just pre-ordered Ayla Nereo's new album, Floating Felt, which drops 4 February (and you should, too). You should also listen to the Beatbeat Whisper podcast on Band in Boston. The duo will be touring the West soon. Lucky you, if you live there.
15 January 2009
green thumb

Aldo's coming to DC for inauguration and I am really excited. He called to tell me the good news yesterday. Also, he commented on my Medill on the Hill bio.
The conversation went something like this:
Aldo: So, you're a gardener now?
Me: Not yet.
Aldo: You know employers might see this, right?
Me: I don't see the problem.
Aldo: Like, they'll see that you have a sense of humor?
Me: I am totally serious about everything I put in that bio. I'm going to South America to be a gardening apprentice for a growing season.
Aldo: You're crazy.
So that is the new post-grad plan. I will be a gardening apprentice for a year. First for a growing season somewhere in South America, then for a season somewhere in the Northern Hemisphere (haven't decided where yet). Then I will move to New York and maybe get a job at the Brooklyn Botanic Garden and do some creative writing, or something like that. I really like this new plan.
14 January 2009
ribbit ribbit croak

So I was a reporter today for Medill on the Hill (lame name, I know) and wrote a piece about biodiversity that probably no one will read or care about because it doesn't have anyone important in it. Whatever. I think the bit about the gastric brooding frog is pretty sweet.
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