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Posted on 2006.10.08 at 09:48
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I called Dillard's in a bit of a panic. I explained to the sales guy that I had requested four pairs of slacks be delivered in D.C. and that I only saw the charge for one on my checking account. I impressed upon him the importance of having those slacks in D.C. when I arrived. He gave me his name and extension and asked that I call him back. When we spoke again, he told me he had contacted the individual who'd made the shipment, she'd acknowledged her mistake, and that they would pay for 2-day delivery to get them there by Monday (which is fine - I don't require them all this weekend). I was grateful they were able to correct this on such short notice, as the scenario I'd played out in my head prior to contacting them concluded much differently. Sometimes I'm too hard on people.

I was blessed with an empy seat between myself and the other passenger on my row. I smiled, she smiled. It was a moment of perfect understanding. Until she moved to sit directly next to me in the middle seat! What's up with that? Then, in a perfect example of life imitating art, this young, thin, woman pulls out her GIGANTIC Inspiron, and I pull out my tiny X1.

It dawned on me only after I was asked for ID upon check-in, that I was still using my expired driver's license. I showed my busted, split (from the Civil War Watervliet stamp) expired license no less than three times to get on the plane. And though thankful for that, I'm curious if it's going to hinder me getting back. I mean, I can see trying to board a plane with an expired license as being probable cause for Homeland Security to detain me. I would have brought my passport if I thought that would have done any good, but it too, expired earlier this year. Maybe I'll just walk the earth, like Kane in Kung-Fu.

My flight was half an hour late. photogoot showed up an hour early to greet me. As soon as he saw me he threw me the keys. "I've been in the bar for nearly two hours, you're driving." After many U-turns leaving the airport we parked the car and walked several miles winding through Crystal City smoking cigars. We ended up at Ted's for bison burgers & scotch. Another cigar on the long walk back. He'd reserved a room at the Doubletree in Crystal City - 7th floor, overlooking the Washington monument, the Capitol building, and the Pentagon. We sat in front of this panaramic view drinking Pilsner Urquell and visiting until 0300.

0900 wake up, shower, dress, Starbucks. Packed, we hit Georgetown and walked several miles downhill, snapping pictures along the way. At the bottom of the hill, Chipotle. There was no question. We entered, and dined. This was his first time, but I'd walked him through the process the night before and followed up with a mock-order so he could definitively outline his choices. It was grand! I had two scoops of hot and lost structural integrity about a quarter way through. It was very nice. Lunch gave me the energy to march straight up those couple of miles of hill we'd previously come down and photogoot expertly navigated me to the Washington Hilton.

After I'd unpacked, ironed and put away my clothes, I went straight to work. The highlight of the evening was when the large group of elderly Nuns came out of their meeting, and ran smack-dab into the 300+ drag queens who were having their annual beauty contest in the same hotel! It was quite a show.

After all the walking I've done since I hit DC, I was feeling rather restless after work, so I changed clothes and hit the streets. I kept up a very face pace as I trekked down Connecticut Ave and then back up in a 30-minute round trip identifying a Chipotle within walking distance, and stopping to buy a toothbrush, toothpaste, and mouthwash - three items I'd failed to pack. I'll head the other direction tomorrow night and see what else turns up!

The entire set of Goot originals can be found here.


photogoot at 2006-10-08 13:29 (UTC) (Link)
Those Trannies Rock Dude!
ehowton at 2006-10-08 13:47 (UTC) (Link)
Culture clash.

-- Sent from my Blackberry
ehowton at 2006-10-08 14:10 (UTC) (Link)
And thanks for providing source material for my new favorite avatar replacing my old & busted Chipotle one!
photogoot at 2006-10-09 04:14 (UTC) (Link)
It was my pleasure.
galinda822 at 2006-10-08 14:45 (UTC) (Link)
The "chick" in the silver pants stole my Ruby Slippers!!!!
ehowton at 2006-10-08 14:47 (UTC) (Link)
The 'chick' had a 'package.' D'oh!
galinda822 at 2006-10-08 15:22 (UTC) (Link)
Maybe she delivers for UPS? hehe
ehowton at 2006-10-08 15:27 (UTC) (Link)
LOL - that's great! *tears*
photogoot at 2006-10-08 14:52 (UTC) (Link)
You have size 11 feet! I never would have guessed... ;-)
galinda822 at 2006-10-08 15:24 (UTC) (Link)
Geez, don't announce it to the entire world! I'm kinda self-conscious about it. :)
ehowton at 2006-10-08 15:40 (UTC) (Link)
She has tiny dancer feet.

-- Sent from my Blackberry
galinda822 at 2006-10-09 03:31 (UTC) (Link)


Well, at least something's tiny on me!
leonardii at 2006-10-08 20:21 (UTC) (Link)
I'd like to say that I just read your posts because I love you as a friend and I like to keep abreast of events in your life and I genuinely care to read what you have to say to the world.

But, I'd be lying if I didn't say that I come by here because I want to hear about life that is... well... seemingly never dull.

But if you want to point back around to the first reason I originally spoke of - remember that it's not the life, but it's the person who makes the words and pictures seem interesting. And that of course, would be you. :)

Nuns and Trannies. Who'd have thunk? :)

Glad you're having a good time! If you get a chance, please give my regards to Mr. Lincoln.
ehowton at 2006-10-08 21:48 (UTC) (Link)
I don't seek these things out dude. They just happen to me, and always have.
vember at 2006-10-09 07:14 (UTC) (Link)
Great entry. The Nuns and Drag Queens are a perfect ending, bizarre and memorable and somehow cute ... the concept, that is, not the guys specifically.

The way you refer to Chipotle has now worked its way into my brain - the word now means more than a restaurant and feels somehow better than "great". 'How was your day' 'Chipotle! I won $200 in the office pool.' Either that or it's just that I like to say Chipotle for the way it sounds :D
ehowton at 2006-10-09 10:35 (UTC) (Link)
Thanks! Though I am thankful I have photographic evidence of this, as most people think it's too strage to be true. I had dinner with a Dell executive last night and I was telling him about it. He stopped me halfway and said, "This really happened? When you started with, "There were 300 drag queens in the lobby when the Nuns exited their evening meeting..." I was waiting for the punchline!

And it's really not that drax0r and I used to eat there twice a day, everyday for several months. It's mostly that there aren't any in St. Louis! Of course now that I've found my Qdoba anything's possible. I do so love my fat burrito.
irulan_amy at 2006-10-09 17:28 (UTC) (Link)
She moved to the middle seat? :/ Odd.

Nuns & drag queens, I love it. :)

DC is all about walking isn't it? I spent two days there this summer, and my feet hurt more after those two days...whew.

And I'm now craving a burrito the size of my head. I haven't had one in too long!
ehowton at 2006-10-09 21:16 (UTC) (Link)
She moved to the middle seat:
I'm no longer in the business of comforting young, thin, beautiful, foriegn girls.

Nuns & drag queens:
I'm getting a lot of mileage from this one. Perhaps I should post more pictures?

DC is all about walking:
At these conferences I walk about 18 hours a day. Sometimes each step hurts so much at the end of the day I think I'm going to collapse.

A burrito the size of my head:
Rice, pinto, steak, two scoops of hot, cheese, sour cream and romaine. Nothin' better.
Tomas Gallucci
schpydurx at 2006-10-10 20:12 (UTC) (Link)
I think you need to hire me as your assistant. Seriously. I'd go wherever you go and do whatever you do.

Life with you sounds so great. I think that you could set up a tourist business on the side. People would pay top buck to follow you around and see the sites you see.

I should be you wingman. I mean, I could have had the middle seat and well, you know...be your wingman.

I like your journal when you travel. It reminds me of my Chattonooga Posts

Yeah, I'm going on vacation with you soon.
ehowton at 2006-10-11 05:03 (UTC) (Link)
photogoot is with me now at the Hilton Washington and says he sees through your onion-skin facade. Furthermore, he would like to mention that he's my wingman and you'd first have to take him out.

I dunno, I think he's drunk.
Tomas Gallucci
schpydurx at 2006-10-11 05:32 (UTC) (Link)
He must be drunk. If he wern't, he'd know how assinine a remark that would be.

Don't you just feel the blog love?

Seriously though, I want to go with you on your next vacation/work travel. You have too much fun.
ehowton at 2006-10-12 03:05 (UTC) (Link)
professortom, you are a madman. When you stole that cow, and you tried to make it with the cow. I want to party with you, cowboy. If the two of us together, forget it. I'm gonna go out on a limb here. I'm gonna volunteer my leadership to this platoon. An army without leaders is like a foot without a big toe. And photogoot is always gonna be here to be that big toe for us. I think that we owe a big round of applause to our newest, bestest buddy, and big toe... photogoot.
photogoot at 2006-10-12 03:29 (UTC) (Link)

Big Toe

Yea, thats all me boys.
Tomas Gallucci
schpydurx at 2006-10-12 06:43 (UTC) (Link)
I think you were drunk when you wrote this. I'm not asking you to kick anyone out of the platoon. I'm asking ya to transport a stowaway on your next adventure.
photogoot at 2006-10-13 01:03 (UTC) (Link)
You better hit those bunks, my little darlins, or Sergeant Hulka with the BIG TOE is gonna see how far he can stick it up your ass.
ehowton at 2006-10-15 16:33 (UTC) (Link)
codekitten at 2011-11-25 01:39 (UTC) (Link)
man reading through your older blog posts (and reading them the first time and not asking) i really wonder who some of your "friends" are on here!

anyway, how fantastic that the nuns are talking to the drag queens!

i miss DC so much. it was my favorite town to live in...so much to do/see/experience there. if i didn't have kids i'd be back there in a heartbeat!
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