August 02, 2007

Random Commuter Observations - Dog Days Edition

One of the many joys of August in Your Nation's Capital is the fact that the sun has now swung far enough south in the sky that it beams straight down E Street (and straight into Robbo's face) as I walk back and forth between the metro and my office.

As Mr. Keats might have put it:

The sun shines down from meridian height,
And illumins the depths of Dee Cee.
Cries out the Robbo, beginning to sweat,
"Oh dammit, how hot I shall be!"

We're outta here a week from tomorrow and not a moment too soon, says I.

Posted by Robert at August 2, 2007 08:19 AM | TrackBack