If you’re a hockey fan and interested in seeing Alex Ovechkin get a key to the city, drop what you’re doing right now and head to the John A. Wilson building on 1350 Penn, NW – the festivities are at 4pm.
If you think I’m a douche for not telling you till 50 minutes before, well, take it up with the Caps team. I have an email here stamped 2:41pm telling me about it. I guess they figure that if you’re not capable of stopping what you’re doing with that much notice – and reading your email up-to-the-second on your crackberry – then you’re not a good enough hockey fan to merit coming out.
Every time you look at an unsold seat and wonder why there’s not a butt in it, Caps, think about this level of organization.
Ovechkin by Bench, courtesy of clydeorama
This post appeared in its original form at DC Metblogs
Well I used to say something in my profile about not quite being a “tinker, tailor, soldier, or spy” but Tom stole that for our about us page, so I guess I’ll have to find another way to express that I am a man of many interests.
Hmm, guess I just did.
My tastes run the gamut from sophomoric to Shakespeare and in my “professional” life I’ve sold things, served beer, written software, and carried heavy objects… sometimes at the same place. It’s that range of loves and activities that makes it so easy for me to love DC – we’ve got it all.
