Friday, August 18, 2006

Pre-weekend thoughts

I've spent the last day and half sending people Site Pals via email. Mostly, I've used the text-to-speech function to create their perfect woman or man. For Ralph, who notoriously favors dating Asian women, I created a gorgeous Asian woman infront of the White House who told him she loved kickball, the Red Sox, and drinking beer. At the end, she asked if he wanted to go watch porn. Suave's asked if they could make plans for 4 months from now, because he's not scared of committment. The Master's promised to kill cock roaches and never cancel plans. It's been fun for me. I'm a dork like that.

Suave, Pea, and I went to the Grill at the Ritz for a Restaurant Week lunch. Limited selections, but good ones. I was surprised the restaurant wasn't fancier. It looked like a hotel restaurant. I don't know what I was expecting, exactly, but something more Trump Tower-like I suppose. Not that I like Trump Tower.... but I suppose more gold metallics and marble.

Lunch brought up an important evolution question. What came first, the terms Puttin' on the Ritz and Ritzzy or the Ritz Hotel? We asked the Concierge. He said the hotel. We then admired the Chihuly glass art on the wall and tossed real hand clothes in the bathroom into a bin. I would have stayed there all day, but we needed to get our nails done.

Not that I don't like Q West for my nails, but it's a bit of shlep from me and there's almost always a wait. The only thing in DC that's cheaper in NYC is a manicure/pedicure. And, where in NYC there's a place on every corner, in DC they are scarce. I wandered by the Advisory Board building on M Street thinking that there must be a place around the seven gazillion 20-somethings who work there. Nothing. I wandered into Salon Tara, but they wanted $45 for a pedicure. I know I've seen them throughout the city. Unfortunately, they all have the same silly name. VIP Nails or Pretty Nails or Glamour Nails. It's like the imigrants who start them think that we'll only come in if the name indicates American's superficial natures. I couldn't find one so my toes are ugly at the moment.

I'm going to meet Suave at the Australian Embassy in a bit for a happy hour. I was complaining that I've not been to one yet. I'm told it's not that great, but come on, this is DC. I have to go!


  • At August 19, 2006, Blogger E :) said…

    Ooh! The Aus Embassy happy hours ARE great. I usually go (being Australian and all) but have missed the last couple. Have a great time!


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