If there's no meat on it, is it still a sandwich? This is the aged-old Veggie Delight from Subway. I call it aged old because I remember ordering them at the subway across the street from my house off Marguerite Pkwy when I lived in Mission Viejo, Ca. It was 1991 and I was in 5th grade and the veggie delight was the cheapest thing on the menu. It was 1997 by the time I had a job at the Craig Street Subway between Carnegie Mellon University and the University of Pittsburgh. It was way back when they use to cut the triangle piece out of the top and use it as the top bun. Whose Idea was that?! I would let my friends clean up the place for free subs. I use to close the shop up to three hours early, depending on how I felt. It's funny how this stuff was only brought up by the manager about a month later, after I announced I was quitting and had a new job at a party supply store.
One of the best things about the Metro Transit is that the buses still take pennies. Tonight my $1.20 for the bus consisted of 10 pennies, one quarter, and dimes and nickels. With the devaluation of the dollar there are few remaining uses for the common penny (and even fewer uses for Canadian pennies). You can't buy candy with them, a shave, nor a hair cut ... but they can get you from point A to point B if used on the bus, and can either be a wish or a fine if used in the WWII Memorial's fountain.
This is a ring I bought a long time ago in Jacksonville, NC. I bought it in a pawn shop. I like it because of it's classic crown ring design. I think I've only ever seen design like this in plastic and costume jewelry before. Why are the plastic cases for CDs called "jewel cases?" Today I burnt six sets of three CDs. The three CD set contains 555 images that I am sending to a couple stock photo agencies on Monday.
I think because of it's layered qualities, the onion is the perfect metaphor food. You can compare it to life, years, seasons, etc. This onion has been growing in my fridge door for a while. Seeing its green sprouts reminded me to go to the grocery store every time I opened the door for iced tea. I kept ignoring the sprouts. Eventually, a whole new onion had grown in the fridge door and I didn't have to go to the grocery store. Just kidding.
This is my friend Matt getting his picture taken by Texan photographer Michael J. Madsen. Me and Matt were leaving the National Gallery when we ran into this guy. He said he came up here from Texas to do a project taking photos of people in DC and asking them what they remember about Ronald Reagan. He said it was a spur-of-the-moment idea and he hopes he gets some good material out of it. As a fellow photographer I hope he gets some good material too.
I guess this guy voted for Reagan a while ago. He showed up again today to show his support.
Reagan's Funeral Procession
This is as close as I could get the the funeral procession. Good thing I'm tall, have long arms, and good aim. I am glad I got to see the coffin with my own eyes. They were near the Washington Monument on Constitution Ave below the White House. They got there about 6pm and were off parading by 6:15.
This is my friend Andrew working in the office at Swing's Coffee Shop on 17th and G Sts NW. The company is around 80 years old, so is this typewriter. Swing's is a traditional kind of place and also an old area business. This Tower Typewriter requires no electricity, and is streamline designed leaving out the 1 key for less drag. "It isn't made with one. You have to type the lowercase "L" key for a one," Andrew told me. That typewriter is the closest thing to a computer (aside from the copy machine, stereo, telephone and cell phones, and the occasional Nintendo Game Boy) in Swing's office.
This is my favorite meal in the neighborhood. Half a chicken, rice or french fries, and a cup of lettuce and dressing for $7 even, at El Pollo Sabroso on Mt Pleasant St. The only bank close isn't mine, so I had to buy a 2 liter at 7-Eleven with my card and get $10 cash back. Now I have a full stomach and bus money.
Over the past week I have been noticing the Ronald Regan Building and National Trade Center while passing it on the bus. Yesterday, I specifically remember thinking they could have done a better job of carving the building's title into its rotunda (and caused the letters to look less cramped) had they used a smaller font for "and." I was at my friend Andrew's and his brother Matt was using the internet. Andrew looked over at the screen and said, "Ronald Regan is dead!" I guess I felt relieved. Ronald Regan is the first president I remember as a child. It was a safer time ... the end of the Cold War. Even democrats can mourn the death of this jelly bean eating movie cowboy. I remember I first learned of Ronald Regan from a MAD Magazine and my mom.
