Cynically Optimistic

My little car knows the way to Washington, D.C. these days doesn't it? Luckily I was able to fix my iPod just in time so I wouldn't have to resort to the old-fashioned CD. Friday night was drinks followed by sushi. These little guys were almost too cute to eat. Almost. Tom and I ate sushi and drank sake until we almost burst.

Saturday we went shopping for trendy t-shirts, and then to Resluts Results to work out. I tweaked my hamstring a bit on the smith machine but I stretched a lot and it's not bothering me anymore. Dinner was at the Old Ebbitt Grill, just across the street from the White House. That's quite a place! It feels very old world classic and we had a fantastic dinner including the Oyster Platter

After dinner we walked over to view the National Christmas Tree, along with throngs of other people. We literally had to weave in and out of the crowd to get anywhere. This was just a quick stop on our evening tour. Next stop: Cocktail Party! Not that we didn't already split a bottle of wine, plus a cocktail, plus a digestive at dinner... Bring on the signature drink. Peppermint Martini
= Absolute Peppar + Creme de Menthe + Candycane. Pretty? Yes. Delicious? No so much. I could have suffered through, but was offered mercy in the form of Champagne. The Christmas Spirit sines through!!!!

We couldn't stay at the party too long, it was almost time for Blowoff. Quick costume change and off we scurried to the Nightclub 9:30 backbar (which is more like underground-bar, but whatev). Bunquitia at the door stamped us with some nasty blue ink that I still am trying to scrub off and we said hello to the DJ's for the night, Bob Mould and Rich Morel.
The evening was a lot lot lot of fun fun fun. I will put up a gallery album of photos I took from the weekend that will include many (not all) of the paparazzi photos I took while too drunk to notice people being annoyed. Many a DC blogger was in attendance, and I'll try to remember who everybody is.

Sunday we had brunch at Cafe Luna, did a stroll around DuPont Circle, and then it was time for me to meet Assmunch and the family in Virginia. We ate noodles, and then I zipped my way home. Luckily, I only hit 15 minutes of traffic due to some accident involving a super-stretch Cadillac Escalade limo. Now I am tired and need sleep.