Oh, DC Examiner. What will happen to you when your parent paper finally loses the Reverend’s interest and folds completely? And how will we get through our commute without seeing headlines like this:
Washington Examiner, Jan. 27, 2010
on our way out of the train station? Where would the excitement be, in a world without you? I despair. Help us, Rupert Murdoch, you’re our only hope!
More seriously, the Metro truly is in terrible condition. We commuters hear of these incidents and just sort of look at each other in desolation. Or we would, if we weren’t all wearing our Metro Stare. Still, I’ll continue to ride till the weather warms up in about a month and I can pull out my bike again.
But actually, I do have faith in Metro. Until the last year or two, it had improved so much in the 17 years I’ve lived here. The fact that the infrastructure is basically falling apart, though, will only make the danger grow over time. Which leads me to wonder: why do Americans believe so desperately in getting something for nothing? Sigh. I think I’ll make my escape off the Hill before the motorcade gets started, and go home to watch the Caprica pilot tonight instead of the SOTU. We can all agree that watching Eric Stoltz is way more interesting (and less depressing) than anything any old President has to say, right? I thought so.
- Lyric of the day: “Baby, baby, baby, light my way”
- Flashback of the day: Q-bert
- As I write this, what’s playing? Franz Ferdinand’s “No You Girls,” off Tonight.
- Photo of the day:
Father and son relax with a drink, after an exhausting bout of dartboard-hanging
