Saturday, July 24, 2004
Mom and I hit up Adams Morgan tonight to hear the guy I interviewed Wednesday play. The bouncer got a big kick out of us, but awesome enough I found the people inside so we got a table (which was a relief because mom, not entirely joking, had been like, we do we pay a cover if we have to stand?), and felt part of the "in crowd."
A buddy of the bassoonist was at the table; he went to Whitman in the 70s and regaled me with stories of it in its heyday. When a woman who was in China when Mao took over took over taught Asia studies (they HAD Asia studies). When Whitman organized a trip to East Germany and Russia, and the "max" drink limit was a not-so-strictly enforced two. When there was a quad with coffeehouses and smoke everywhere. When Simmons struck fear into people's hearts with grammar rules.
oh wait, that was 1999 too....(we had the same English teacher. Who I respect inasmuch as I briefly knew what a dangling modified subjunctive participle was, or some such, but who apparently had not changed at all in 25 years).
and down memory lane, looking for parking we drove down the street where I used to live- I haven't been back since we moved out when I was five. If I could have picked the soundtrack, it maybe would not have been Jethro Tull, but it was a Moment all the same.
anyway, I'm sad I'm leaving next week. I heart Washington. and mothers who let their daughters drag them to smoky bars.
A buddy of the bassoonist was at the table; he went to Whitman in the 70s and regaled me with stories of it in its heyday. When a woman who was in China when Mao took over took over taught Asia studies (they HAD Asia studies). When Whitman organized a trip to East Germany and Russia, and the "max" drink limit was a not-so-strictly enforced two. When there was a quad with coffeehouses and smoke everywhere. When Simmons struck fear into people's hearts with grammar rules.
oh wait, that was 1999 too....(we had the same English teacher. Who I respect inasmuch as I briefly knew what a dangling modified subjunctive participle was, or some such, but who apparently had not changed at all in 25 years).
and down memory lane, looking for parking we drove down the street where I used to live- I haven't been back since we moved out when I was five. If I could have picked the soundtrack, it maybe would not have been Jethro Tull, but it was a Moment all the same.
anyway, I'm sad I'm leaving next week. I heart Washington. and mothers who let their daughters drag them to smoky bars.
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