s-obama-chili-largeWASHINGTON — What does the president-elect order on his first Saturday afternoon since moving into town? A chili dog and cheese fries.

Barack Obama dropped in Saturday afternoon for a bite to eat with Washington’s mayor, Adrian Fenty, at Ben’s Chili Bowl, the venerable diner in Washington’s U Street district.

metroMontgomery County planners today endorsed building a light rail system along the proposed east-west Purple Line and recommended running the trains mostly above ground and next to the Capital Crescent Trail, a heavily used hiker-biker route.

I took a vacation last week so today’s manic Monday was more difficult than most. My cat, Ophelia, was especially cute this morning purring and rolling on her back so it was hard to leave her! I bought some new shoes and clothes over my holiday and actually got up and blow-dried my hair! “Hah!” I thought! “I’ll surely rival Jaunty!”

My ride to the bus stop was uneventful. They were playing some especially beautiful string music on my classical music radio station. However, they’ve started to do this wine tasting thing which annoys me. Two pretentious men report on their wine tasting discoveries. This morning they critqued a “sensual and robust” Spanish wine. Don’t you just hate it when they use these type of adjectives to describe wine? They sound like they are talking about women and I think thats why it annoys me so much–especially on a manic Monday!

There was a flurry of buses at the commuter bus parking lot–three in a row! So I got a good seat. I noticed Jaunty who took a seat up front. Not to be outdone she wore an orange cotton jacket with a black skirt adorned with orange flowers. She’s so Jaunty! The bus driver was one who doesn’t interact with the bus driver groupies–she actually concentrates on her driving!

Since I’m going to see Bruce (Bruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuce) in mid August I decided to listen to The River album which is on my IPOD. Bruce and me go way back. I had heard of him in the early 70s because he played mainly mid-Atlantic venues when he and the E-Street Band first started out. I didn’t really get into him until the Fall of 1975 when he appeared simultaneously on the covers of Time and Newsweek hailed as the “new Dylan” and the future of rock (I have seen the future of rock and roll and his name is Bruce Springsteen). His Born to Run album had just been released (albums were just $5.00 bucks back then) and I high tailed it down to the record store and bought it. That was a defining moment in my teenage years. Songs like Born to Run appealed to me in a “teenage wasteland” kinda way but the song Thunder Road! SWOON! Bruce perfectly captured in his lyrics what small town life was like in the latter part of the 20th century.

The screen door slams, Mary ,her dress sways. Like a vision she dances across the porch as the radio plays“.

Of course I played it constantly and annoyed my parents to no end! BTW Bruce has a song about a girl named Mary on every one of his albums. It must have been all that Catholic “schoolin'”! I went to Catholic School too so I totally understood.

There was no traffic so the bus was on time. At the metro all the escalators were working. There was a lovely breeze flowing as I trudged up the hill to “Whatsa Matta U”, where I work.

This morning the disgruntled commuter (DC) had an uneventful ride to the commuter bus parking lot. In the mornings I listen to classical music as I find it to be a peaceful and relaxing way to start the day. I heard a beautiful waltz written by the “Waltz King” Johan Strauss.

I know Strauss is the waltz king because they still taught music appreciation when I went to school. When I arrived the bus was already in the lot so I had to scurry to make it. It was quite full so I had to share a seat with someone who was listening to her IPOD. The volume was quite high on her IPOD and I could hear the rap music she was listening to. The DC is not a fan of rap music so I put on my own IPOD and listened to Elton John’s classic album (The DC is a child of the 70s and prefers the term album to CD or Mp3 or whatever else techno crap term they are calling music compilations these days) Goodbye Yellow Book Road. Elton John may be a foppish clown now but in the 70s his music was cutting edge rock. Many a night the DC drifted off to sleep while listening to GBYBR, Madman Across the Water, Tumbleweed Connection, Don’t Shoot I’m Only the Piano Player and Honky Chateau. Elton penned a mean ballad too which sent my adolescent heart a flutter when I heard songs like: Harmony, Tiny Dancer, Your Song and Daniel. But I digress. Towards the end of my bus ride as we neared a stop a car cut off the bus. The bus came to a jolting halt and a woman fell down in the center aisle. The DC and other concerned passengers made sure she wasn’t hurt. I’m not sure the bus driver even noticed the woman fell as he was busily chatting with the bus driver groupies up in the front. The DC then noticed that Well Groomed was a passenger when she exited the bus. She was wearing a lovely brown jacket and pants ensemble. When I got to the metro naturally the escalator wasn’t working. Grrr.

The ride home was uneventful. All the metro escalators were working! Yay! The bus arrived shortly after I got to the stop. I listened Mozart on my ipod and snoozed. As I was getting off the bus I noticed Jaunty! She was wearing a one piece white jumper with blue and red circles on it. She actually semi-smiled at me!