Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch Changes

I'm already set up for work in the new house (my office is a bit sparse, but will fill out nicely with time!). Today I experienced one of many interesting differences between DC and suburban PA:

I am sitting at my desk, and I hear a series of pops. In DC, I would have said, "gun," and Ben would have said, no, it's maybe just a car backfiring, or a pellet gun. And we would leave it at that, hopeful that he was right but not wanting to say out loud that my instinct could have been the right one.

But I got up out of my chair today when I heard the pops, and in front of my house was actually an antique car backfiring.

Some very "DC" photos

Some classic photos of "DCness." I got awesome seats through work, in the 5th row off the 3rd base line (a few near misses for foul balls!). "Screech" even came over and took a picture with me, then took a picture OF me... then tried to abscond with our camera for laughs. Cute.