While in Boston, I realized how rarely one sees unnatural colored hair in DC. In addition to spying the usual manic panic shades, I complimented this teenage girl at the airport on the fantastic color of her hair: blue in the back and beautifully shifting to teal in the front. Her mom, seated next to her, smiled. (Cool mom.) Not only that, I ran across a couple of 6 or 7-year-old boys with mohawks. I see plenty of mullets in DC - not worn ironically I think - but otherwise people seem to prefer a more strait-laced look here.
Went to see Dr. Zhivago yesterday but ended up being a half-hour late and seeing Man on Wire instead. Great documentary on Philippe Petit - the man who walked a tightrope between the tops of the two World Trade Center towers in 1974. Go see it.
Plucked out of the Internet ether:
The term "modern jackass". Reinventing yourself as a frosh? Check. That's assuming you can find your dorm room though. Freedom. Walmart employees are copyright maximalists, dontcha know? NYTimes cracks on French horns and the people who play them. Still not joining the twittering masses, but interesting points all the same. Jen, yet again, makes me tear up.