iPod shuffle is never random. As I was leaving the office getting sprinkled and then full-out rained on, my pop music mix was playing a remix of Rihanna’s “Umbrella”. I advanced to the next song and it was “Umbrella” by Vanilla Sky, another double-press to advance gave me the album version of “Umbrella” by Rihanna. Oh come on! And yes I did check to see that I was on shuffle play and not going in order. Ooh baby, it’s raining…

On the metro ride home I noticed that Forever 21 bags have “John 3:16” in small print at the bottom of the bag. The irony of it being the “everlasting life” passage made me chuckle and then I realized that the store’s name may be the only one I’ve seen that at least seemed appropriate.

And when you’re trying to be “good” and drinking water and tea all day long, not only can you set your watch by your resulting bathroom visits, but no matter how many times you go before your commute home… it’ll never be enough times and that walk home from the metro is the longest walk in the world.

I’m feelin’ pizza tonight.

It has been a while since my intake of cocktails, mostly gin, has been that high over the course of 2 days. Looking back though, I wouldn’t go back and change a thing. It was a very fun weekend after coming off of a busy and slightly crappy week.

Let me just say that there are no good break-up/break it off methods, however two not-great ones that don’t go great together are no contact: not returning calls or e-mails, etc. plus e-mail: which by the time its sent only confirms what you’d already assumed. So you don’t return calls to indicate that you don’t want to speak to someone and then feel the need to follow-up with an e-mail that which lets you say your piece mostly without reprisal as any response that follows it is easily ignored. It isn’t as bad as say the instant message or text message breakup, but it always amazes me that people are so sure something is mutual yet they are unwilling to actually speak to the person about it.

So that message came in on Friday while I was getting ready to head out with Kyle and his friends to Mr. Henry’s and Remingtons for drinks and laughs and to watch the DC Cowboys perform. Kyle is a FOAF through Jhim that I recall enjoying the brief conversations with when he’d caught us out on the street so I decided to branch out a bit and meet him for a happy hour. In turn he invited me out to meet his “family” of friends and they are a hoot! I haven’t been to Mr. Henry’s for dinner since I worked on the Hill and even then it was only for the cheap burger night. They do pour a mean gin & tonic and from what I heard, the fried chicken was to die for. I’m normally pretty nervous about meeting a group of new people, but these guys were extremely welcoming. Remingtons hadn’t changed since I was last there. The crowd was good and the Cowboys were fun. Honestly, they’re a dance troupe and I think it can be cute, it’s not really my bag. However Remingtons is not the best venue, in my opinion, to show off their skills. Small dance floor and small area around the dance floor meant that if you didn’t stake a claim on your position early on, you’d be on tiptoes trying to see any of the performance.

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Some days, I really love my neighborhood. I headed out for a snack on Saturday after the cable guy left and this beauty was parked out back behind my building along Mt. Pleasant Street. I only wished the driver had been in the car so I could ask them to honk the horn. I bet it plays a culturally appropriate symphony.

Or maybe the owner is a crimefighter: El Carro! The car of Zorro!