That worked well.
I took a picture of the US Capitol building as we went through DC last night on the way to Annapolis, MD, but obviously Ntelos lied when it said it went through. Stupid Ntelos anyway.
As we drove past the Vietnam Veterans Memorial, we saw a large camera crew filming or getting ready to film something. There were people dressed alike in black jackets, pants and turtlenecks (shoes too, and probably underwear) all over the place; whether they were actors, extras, or crew, we don't know. They had one of those car-haulers with a camera looking back at the car. Maybe 24 since that's in Washington this season, or Bones, or some movie or other tv show, ad, whatever. If Jack Bauer was there, we didn't see him.
Wouldn't that be cool, though, to go to DC for some sightseeing (it's just a couple of hours from here) see a crew filming something that you actually watch at home on tv or the computer?
So, anyway, we went to Annapolis to see/hear Robert Earl Keen, an Americana/alt country singer/songwriter. We got to the Ramshead Inn? Tavern? a little after 6 and had dinner with Tom's sister, Penny, then went to the show (in the same building). It's too big for me; I think it seats around 300, and the tables were tiny and too close together. There were many idiots who became stupider as the beer went on who whooped and hollered requests during the whole show. One stupid drunk girl danced when "her" song was played; she was so out of it that she couldn't keep time with the music, but she sure thought that she was hot. The guy sitting behind Tom got louder as he drank and kept shouting out the name of some song that nobody recognized and that Keen ignored. Many women texted through the show; at one point Keen asked one to text his friend. It was really really pathetic. You pay $50 each to see this show, then you get smashed, talk loudly, shout, and text throughout it? The show was good, though, but I didn't sleep a bit on the way home (a four-hour drive). My legs get too restless on a long drive and I can't sleep anymore.
We got home around 2 and I couldn't go to sleep. I didn't sleep much Sunday night, either, and it was around 3:30 when I finally drifted off this morning, only to get up at 6:30. I'm cutting back on ambien (and didn't take any last night), so I'm not sleeping as well, but I'm tired of reading for hours during the night, being worn out, and not remembering a thing I read. Plus I tend to eat while I'm reading. No wonder I haven't lost any more weight.
Did I mention that I hate losing that hour in the spring?