got tickets to see franz ferdinand at the cradle!  life is good.

I KNOW they're on automatic timers and all that nonsense, but I hate driving home on rainy nights and seeing sprinklers going full blast.  what's worse is when they're continously watering the road instead of the grass.  that's inexcusable.

 
I have a theory that everyone should have a friend named rhoda; I'm sad that I don't.  but if everyone felt this way, then parents the world over would start naming their daughters (and sons, for that matter) rhoda so that they'd have friends.  and really sucky people would start changing their names to rhoda as well.  the cachet of the name would be gone.

therefore, I'm glad that more people don't think like me.

random moment at work: nadine going on a rant about tipper gore that culminated with a proposal to fry her up and eat her for dinner.  you kinda had to be there.

ten things I learned on my spur-of-the-moment trip to d.c. this weekend:
 
1) ritz-carltons really are very cushy hotels.
2) despite my dislike for northern virginia as a whole, drivers there are actually quite courteous (they even signal to merge.  north carolinians, take note).
3) every painting by modigliani at the national gallery is currently in storage.  bet he's turning over in his grave.
4) for some reason, d.c. theaters tend not to start movies between 9 and 10 pm.
5) on occasion, metro cars are completely filled with a single southern family consisting of around 30 loud people that have about 10 teeth between them (and one disdainful homosexual with most of his intact).
6) although classy and intoxicating, cognac is gross.
7) I dig feather beds.
8) the beltway isn't as bad as I've been led to believe (well, not on a weekend anyway).
9) ikea no longer makes the knopf table lamp.
10) when in the throes of the second half of an all-nighter, I find hare krishnas inappropriately funny.

oh, and I didn't make this an item because its weird enough to deserve a separate mention: over thai food last night I joked (with james) that, with so much fragile kitchen stuff in my trunk, it would be just my luck to get rear ended on the drive home.

I did.

however, the driver of the vehicle was very apologetic and damage to my vehicle (cedric, thankfully, not ophelia) is minor.  no broken ikea glassware, either.  damage to myself: nil.  oh, wait--I mean TERRIBLE!  yes, the whiplash is awful and I must now sue for many thousands of dollars!

any ambulance chasers reading this?