Today

was nice in DC.  There were cherry blossoms and also a breeze.  Except whenever there are cherry blossoms and also a breeze in DC, there are lots of tourists too, these perfect Christian families of four from Iowa, probably, and mommy and daddy always have fanny packs, though they wear them not quite as sucessfully as Steven, and they stand on the left side of the Metro escalator so I have to ask them, "Please, kiddo, chipper, scout, sport, etc., could you move to the right-hand side, so me and my fractured but improving relationship with modernity and my decent metabolism that likes actually MOVING if I am able can walk down these here stairs and make the train that I hear arriving in the station?"

And I don't like talking to strangers.

-Adam in DC