Talk about the outer DC suburbs

While coming back from lovely Key West last night, my darling girlfriend and I stopped at the Tiki Bar, an outdoor sprawling collection of waterfront saloon just north of Islamorada. Someone else had suggested that the Dairy Queen in Key Largo was the natural midway point to stretch your legs but with the temps in the high 50s and us being drunks us, we figured we’d stop at the bar for a beer instead.

So what, one wonders, does this have to do with DC metroblogging? Well, less than a minute after we sat down and ordered another couple wandered up and sat down at the bar to our left. They heard the tail end of my darling girlfriend’s gripe that whenever she visits with me it’s colder back at home in DC.

“Oh? Where in the DC area?” they asked. Knowing that nobody ever knows city names out that way, I just said “by the Dulles airport, actually.”
“Sure, but where?” I mentally shrugged my shoulders and said “Sterling.”

You’d have thought I flashed them or denied that the Pope ****s in the woods from the expression of surprise. Sure enough, 1200 miles from home we had sat down at a bar less than five minutes before two of approximately 82,000 people who live in the 45 square miles of my adopted town. Freshly back from Key West where they’d just gotten married, they were on their way to have thanksgiving with his family just north of Ft Lauderdale and just figured they’d stop for a drink on the way.

We had a good laugh out of the coincidence but I forgot to get their names, else I’d mention them here. We congratulated them on their nuptials and wished them a happy thanksgiving, which I also extend to you: Happy Thanksgiving, dear readers, and if you’re next door to me in Miami right now…. I don’t want to know about it ’cause that’s just creepy.

This post appeared in its original form at DC Metblogs

Well I used to say something in my profile about not quite being a “tinker, tailor, soldier, or spy” but Tom stole that for our about us page, so I guess I’ll have to find another way to express that I am a man of many interests.

Hmm, guess I just did.

My tastes run the gamut from sophomoric to Shakespeare and in my “professional” life I’ve sold things, served beer, written software, and carried heavy objects… sometimes at the same place. It’s that range of loves and activities that makes it so easy for me to love DC – we’ve got it all.


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