Jack Visits.

Jack just left :'(

He was here for Memorial Day Weekend. For those of you who don't know, he is my little brother. And by little, I mean 18-year-old. So, I could probably leave out the little part... but it reminds my 21-year-old friends that they shouldn't hit on him. Notice I say shouldn't, because they tend to hit on him. :)

Anyway, he came in on the Chinatown Bus which links almost every big city on the East coast including, but not limited to: Orlando, Tampa, Atlanta, Columbia, Charlotte, Richmond, Washington DC, Baltimore, Harrisburg, Philly, and New York. And it's bloody cheap too: $15 roundtrip from Richmond to DC. :)

It's not too sketch. I mean the business does what its supposed to do. The bus may smell a little like pee if you are near the bathroom, but my mom, grandmom, brother, and friends have all ridden it and been pleased. I have to get to NYC this summer for a weekend.

While Jack was here, we checked out the Natural History Museum, walked the Mall, saw the White House, and ate at the local eateries. The best part though was Rolling Thunder. Each year for Memorial Day, thousands of bikers roll into DC to take a trip around the mall... with police escort nonetheless. The bikes are crazy! My faves are the mopeds who just kind of sneak in. :-P Jack's into automobiles, so he was diggin' all the loco bikes and bikers. Like those who ride while smoking cigars. Classy. Or the crazy chicks on the back. Haha.



It's always nice seeing my brosky. He's a dreamer. I love it. I lost my ability to completely abandon reality. He's grown up a lot recently. I'm even more proud of him than usual. *puts her 'Big Sister' t-shirt on*

But, in recent news, (as in the past half hour), I saw my first cat fight. These girls on my street were going at it while I was walking home. The whole neighborhood was out on their front porches just shaking her head. One lady looked at me and said "It's a damn shame. They make us look so bad." Anyway, I was just trying not to crack up. I didn't want my ass beat too. Although, there wasn't a lot of hurting going on... just weave going everywhere.




 Oh, goodness. Well, it's off to another adventurous interning week tomorrow. (4-day week, too!)