I don’t really have a post subject matter at hand. It’s been a whirlwind few days in DC – work work work. No play. So this is all just random thoughts.
But it was beautiful. The weather couldn’t have been nicer, but these folks seem to think they are in the deep south. 50 degrees and they are still wearing gloves and scarves. …and still are when the temps creep into the 70s. Me? I’m wearing nothing but a shirt and suit coat. ….well, pants too. But no overcoat. I didn’t even pack one.
It is also the end of Cherry Blossom Festival and from what I could see they were still in bloom. Always purdy.
But now I’m stuck at the airport. Not stuck stuck. Delayed. My plane ran over a bolt on the runway during landing and they had to get a part from Dulles. The kitties should have me home by now to comfort them during my being away, but even that is delayed. And though this bolt thing has thwarted me getting home, I keep coming back to: which plane lost the bolt? I’m assuming it’s a needed part. And even if not – isn’t that what the Concord hit right before it upon taking off in France a few years ago – effectively sealing that airline’s fate?
The pope came and went from DC….and not a moment too soon. He’s NYC’s problem now. But there are more priests in this airport than you can shake an altar boy at.
Upon wondering around DC I stumbled up on an eyeglass store. One that’s hip but not too artsy-fartsy. I mean, they are, but not TOO artsy-fartsy. Mohammed helped me (not the religious leader, just a store clerk). As you may have read here over the years, I’m always in search of a great pair of frames. I always feel like I settle and never truly happy with whatever I select (save one pair).
But I did find them this time. They were my first selection and even though Mo (as I thought of him as) and I went through other glasses, we both agreed the initial pair were the ones. I then asked the $64,000 Question……or as it turns out the $1,375 question.
To paraphrase the pope: “Jesus Fuckin Christ!” Almost $1,400 for frames? I couldn’t even ask what it would cost with lenses.
I should mention these aren’t just any frames. No. I’m too good for just any frames. These are made out of horns from African water buffalo and cattle. I can only assume the carrying case is lined with baby seal fur. I didn’t ask.
The thing is – I still want the frames. So extravagant. I was telling Denton about them saying I couldn’t possibly afford them and the iPhone (not that I’m really planning on getting that anytime soon either), but his reply was priceless: “well, do you want to see or be seen?”.
Song by: Billie Holiday