It's About Damn Time

I was going to write about my trip to Portland last week, but I feel that this is much more important than that. That can wait. So, without further ado, I'd like to say, "Thank you America," for electing a new president who will do good for our country. 

I spent election night with a former professor of mine at a bar in Adams Morgan, called Angles. I figured there would be a few people there, sitting quietly at their tables, having dinner and drinking beer, but no. I walked in to an absolute madhouse. The bar was jam-packed with people. The stairs were lined with smokers. Both flat-screen TVs were blaring CNN (HD, mind you) and everytime Wolf Blitzer announced a state had gone blue, the entire bar went into an uproar. If he announced a state had gone red, boos filled the bar. I have to say, there's nothing like being in your nation's capitol when such a huge election is taking place. The whole night I was wondering to myself whether people were going to run down to the White House and try to throw Bush out onto the South lawn. Well, only a little to my surprise, the next day I read an article on Yahoo! about an impromptu parade lead by police escort down Pennsylvania Ave., rounded out with a drum circle! I'm so sad I missed this! I instead, drove my tired ass home to make it to my couch on time to hear Obama's acceptance speech.

We're in for a bumpy ride with a new president, who in my personal opinion, will take these challenges in stride and I beleive he will succeed. Like he said, maybe not in one year or even in one term, but he will put us on track to getting to where we needed to be eight years ago.

Two weeks down, 50 to go.

Today is the second Friday of my first two weeks at the Fort Myer Pentagram. The boss is out of the office so I can do some of my own writing now. The above photo was my attempt to go feature hunting in the area (notice the spots... the camera's at this place are all filthy and need a desperate sensor cleaning.) I did end up finding a feature that day, a woman shopping for pumpkins, but the boss decided the woman didn't look friendly enough, so instead we ran a feature of the pumpkins on the ground in the parking lot. I guess that's more journalistic than humans? Whatevs.

I guess it's going ok. I'm still trying to find my footing. I'm designing a little, shooting a little more and copy-editing more than anything else. I guess they don't realize I'm not a copy editor! But I hold my own. I find plenty of mistakes. I guess this isn't the dream job I was hoping for, but it's a foot in the door, right? Hence the 50 weeks to go. Apparently when you work for a Washington Post owned publication, if you old out for a year, you get preferrential hiring within the company. So, hopefully, in 50 weeks, someone will have quit or retired or whatever from the Post's photo department and I'll find myself a job!! Here's to hoping.

In the meantime, I hope everyone is getting ready for the election. Do your research and make the right decision!!