Adam’s Blog

Yes, it came, it went, it was pretty cool.

On Thursday Lisa and I took the day off and drove all the way to Hyattasville, Maryland to visit with Jared and Joanna. It’s awesome to see them and a great place to spend the 4th of July since they’re right up by Washington, D.C.

I mean, where better to celebrate the signing of the Declaration of Independence then the place they signed it, right?

Joanna wants to hurt me right now, I promise.

I know they signed it in New York.

Anyways, we went out there and hung out with them (they are, by the way, excellent hosts and cooks no matter what you might hear). All day Thursday we went to art galleries and museums. The galleries weren’t that crowded, but the National Museum of Natural History (say that 3 times fast) was a bit packed with the under 4 feet and screaming set. Oh well, we expected it.

Then we got some dinner, then kinda hung out and waited for the rain to stop then walked down the Mall.

There was a “cultural” thing set up displaying aspects from 3 different “cultures.” The first of these cultures was Bhutan. It’s a little country in the Himalayas just above India and to the right of Nepal. The second was Texas. We all know where that is, hopefully. And the third “culture,” and the reason for all the quotation marks, was NASA. Yes, the National Aeronautic and Space Administration. They are, apparently, their own culture. The do pretty much have their own language and, arguably, their own food, but I don’t know if I’d promote them to “culture” status. Maybe just “bureaucracy with an overinflated ego that a quarter mile of booths on the National Mall does nothing to deflate” but not a “culture,” per se.

Then we got some seats on the hill of the Washington Monument looking towards the Lincoln Memorial with the reflecting pool at our feet and proceeded to get rained on again. Then fireworks!

Good times.

The next day was spent in more musems and walking around to different monuments (I reccomend the FDR Memorial. Pretty cool) and then up to the Zoo. Good times.

The next day, Church and then a drive to West Virginia to visit my grandparents. Grandma was excited because one of my cousins just had a baby so there were fresh great-grandson pictures to share. He’s a cute one, I must give him that.

Then home.  Sweet home. The place where I keep all my stuff. And now I’m back to work. Sweet work. The place that gives me money so I can get more stuff. Good system.

Anyways, gotta go. Later.