The center of the universe

Last week we got to go to the Capitol and spend an hour with Congressman Jim Matheson (Utah Democrat). He was a great speaker and made me think that maybe I can be a Democrat and yet still stand for fiscal conservatism, among other things that conform to my religious beliefs. Afterward, my friend Jason used his special connections (aka his Senator Hatch intern badge) to show Andrew and I around the Capitol.





Since we didn't have much time, we just poked around a little bit. Below is the site where they were originally planning on burying George Washington (if what I remember is correct):



He even took us to the underground tunnels where we were able to ride the trains that are only reserved for people who work on the hill. Needless to say, I was easily impressed.

The streets in D.C. are laid out in quardrants with the Capitol building as the center of the city. Jason, Andrew, and I located the very central spot of the building and got to stand on top of it. Guess which foot is mine? P.S. the swelling has gone down, thank you.



For an instance while my foot was on that spot, I felt powerful.

Just so you would believe me

Some people who have heard of my snake bite story don't quite believe me when I said that my foot and my leg just ballooned . So here's a photo to satisfy your curiosity. This was taken while I was in the ICU, a day after I already had three doses of anti-venom shot into my blood stream.


Now I know how I would look like if I got cankles.

Kissy kissy

At first I thought it was a joke. Then I saw it again two weeks later at another metro station. The "Kiss & Ride" sign in the parking lot right outside the metro was probably just some painter's idea of fun, although I don't really know what it could have meant.




I do have a couple of ideas though:
Spicing things up on the metro: Kiss cam!
Free rides for free kisses.
Left over celebration from Valentine's day?

Eventually I looked it up. Apparently the Kiss and Ride is a section where drivers can drop off their passenger and not have to leave immediately. It is a silly-cute tradition for the drivers to be able to kiss the commuters before they head off to work. How considerate.