As much as I claim to want to go out more and do more things in DC, it's often hard to commit my very limited hours of off time at home to going and actually doing anything at all.

This weekend I convinced myself to pull it together and accompany the spouse off to the car show at the convention center. Thought about metro-ing but that would have cost as much as parking...or so i thought. $20 for event parking in the lot off H street which I"m pretty sure is a solid $5 on weekends normally. How is that not gauging? Can we do something about that Obama? (yes we want you to fix EVERYTHING and while you're at it I have a leaky faucet that could get some attention from you..)

I've also noticed I get ticked off fairly quickly lately. So after swinging around a few blocks I'm trying hard not to freak out, but no one likes looking for parking downtown. Thank goodness for Sunday church parking. Thanks episcapalians!

Other randomness I discovered on my big outting:

1.) I have zero toleration for anyone elses' children. It's not endearing, it's not cute, it's noise and they're a menace. Get them the frik out of the drivers' seat of that Escalade, it ain't NEVER going to happen for them, or me, but at least I have a liscense.

2.) Some people must not own mirrors. I saw this woman with a white shirt practically spray painted over her rolls of hippo-like figure and had to wonder, what must she be thinking? Just because you're in it, doesn't mean it "fits".

3.) There is a secret portal between the Subway and Matchbox. A trio of asian peeps wearing 5 layers of clothing on a 60 degree day go into subway, and magicallly appear walking out of Matchbox a few mintues later. Astounding. What's with the puffy jackets though? Have I ever even seen an asian sweat? Maybe they have historically low blood pressure.

4.) Socks are not a replacement for shoes. A large woman wearing her church garb and stockings walked past us with white socks over her stockings...at first I thought they were slippers (like that's a step up on the sidewalk of china town) but alas, they were socks. I get pain. I am sporting blisters on both pinky toes but I wasn't about to wander around the sidewalks of DC in socks because of it. Ok ONE time I took off my shoes to wander, albeit stumble, back from some bar but I get LOST when I drink fairly easily and those heels really were going to kill me.

5.) I will never understand church in general. I guess you have to be raised with it to get it. I'm not sure why people dress up either, just to mock the pretty much naked jesus hanging on the cross with your earthly goods? Respectful, ok you're trying to look nice for .... whomever. As I was taking full advantage of Sunday church parking a woman passes me in full dress up garb. Wedding worthy in the way grandma, or great-grandma as the case may be, dusts off her hat from the 40's- the one with huge fake flowers and some sort of net attached- and perches it on her head to compliment her matching pastel suit. Since the old peeps always seem to have such a specific dated garb to go back to, it makes me wonder what the heck I have that I could ever refer back to in 30-40 or 50 years in my closet that I would deem appropriate. Certainly not the most recent $26 sale dress from the GAP. They just don't make things like they used to. How much longer is that phrase going to be around?