Nov 3, 2005

A Recap of my day so far:

In order to pass the bar in Maryland, you have to be interviewed by an attorney about your ethical character. This morning was my interview. It went fine, although there were more pointed questions and hypothetical scenarios thrown at me than expected.

I left my house in plenty of time to get to Rockville. What I didn't bargain on was the sound-barrier-breaking noise that would emanate from my car on I-270. I made it to within a few block of the law office and walked in. The secretary recommended I go see Jacob the mechanic. Turns out the exhaust pipe is broken in half. I left the snooker in Rockville and walked to the metro back to work (where I had already missed 2 meetings).

Between Dupont and my office (14th and P) a crack lady stood in front of me, lifted up her shirt, then her bra, and SHOOK her boobies all around while cackling.

At 13th and O, a man who resembled Tom Hanks in the "away" part of Cast Away except that he was black with blonde dreds was walking his dog. What was he wearing you might ask? Cutoff jeans. By cutoff I mean he had slit them up the sides as well as length-wise to look like what a Native American might wear back before the reservations. Just enough pieces of jean to cover the private parts. And he was barefoot. I get the idea this was his first time outside in about 20 years.

If he and the crack lady could meet, perhaps she would give Mr. Cast-Away the shirt and bra she feels are so superfluous.

6 comments:

wharman said...

i forgot to say that a "normal" man walking beside me during the boobie debacle looked at me and said, "THIS is the theeeeeeaaaaatre of liiiiiiife."

jeffro said...

if only every day of your future professional legal career could be that.....exciting?

John said...

One of the things I love about DC is that, not only can you count on the colorful cast of characters, but that with them you'll have someone to make needed remarks like that "theater of life" quip.

wharman said...

Indeed. And it is days like this one that I am so thankful to have a blog. It's like a satisfying Beuhler moment when I can stare into the camera with my eyebrow raised, asking the audience, "can you believe this?" with a look.

nm said...

the "theeeeeeaaaaatre of liiiiiiife" part makes the story for me. i mean, who actually says that after being flashed by a crazy crack woman?

Anonymous said...

the crack boobie is almost as visually stimulating as the time when the homeless lady sitting outside of Cosi at dupont squatted, lifted up her skirt right next to me and let out a big fart while proceeding to pee. i think some pee splashed on my jeans. i saw her wrinkled dirty pussy too. thanks for bringing back the memories wendy....