Dramatic irony adn other definitions. . .

I was discussing the definition of irony in the context of the current Democratic fight. If dramatic irony is the audience knowing something that the characters don't, is Hillary Clinton continuing in the face of almost impossible odds a sign of a sort of irony: does she know something we (the audience/voting public) don't know?

In my own irony question: does somebody already know how my story ends and be willing to clue me in? It looks that for the summer duration I will be enjoying DC hospitality. Cross your fingers and pray!

Bridal Veil Falls, Mount Index WA, May 2008

Another shot

Lake Serene, Mount Index WA, May 2008Laughing dad

Views of the ice covered lake

Lake Serene, Mount Index WA, May 2008

At the Lake, around and about, view of the waterfalls

Bridal Veil Falls, Mount Index, May 2008 WA

Just Dad and I enjoying the ride (or hike!)

Ok, so I haven't written in a while. . . .

A friend told me today that I am being "elusive." Well I promise I am not trying to be mysterious, just noncommittal. I had a brilliant plan which included being employed by now. So far that really has not happened. So I guess I just need to focus on MCAT without employment in the short term. Ugh!

In all fairness to me, I have been sorta busy. After all I finished my program at Georgetown. I am considering retaking one class, but overall feel a sense of accomplishment for the last year. This week has been filled with getting one of my best friends married off in style and some sanity (face it Robin, neither of us have been able to claim that one in a long time!) I did some of the ritual maid-of-honor duties which I shared with Christie, Robin's sister. I welcomed Joshua very nicely to the family and then threatened his life if he ever hurt Robin. All in a days work. The flowers were immensely lovely as usual from my mother and Merissa. While I have little desire to join the family business, it is always fun to see a project that large come to completion.

In lew of writing, any other events over the last two weeks can be told in the following pictures as well as the videos. Enjoy.

You'd think

You would think that I would want to talk about my biochem final today. Which I most certainly did not ace (Malate has only a "6 degrees of separation" kind of relationship with Pentose phosphate pathway (PPP), but the confusion came because oxaloacetate can be pulled out for conversion by PEP carboxylase to become phosphenol pyruvate then gluconeogenesis. No where close to PPP. Yeah, ridiculously obvious mistake. Actually, it is, that is what is so depressing). But I am hopeful (and distinctly prayerfully pleading) that I could still pull out a pretty good grade.

Ok, so I did want to talk about it. But moving on. Today I wandered over to the Cathedral for a lookie-loo at fair going on. It was the May Flower Fair, or something like that. The Cathedral has this nursery on site, which I must admit to never having been to until today. So the lawn was covered in booths, selling handy crafts, fair trade clothing and carvings from India and Africa,cinnamon almonds. The further I wandered in, the larger it all became. There were teriyaki chicken places, a funnel cake booth (still bummed I didn't have any cash for that) and even a small Ferris wheel (really, REALLY small). So here is small snapshot of my day.
This is the Bishops's garden, actually the last stop on my tour. I feel really silly for not having explored this part of my neighborhood further earlier.
This was the accompaniment for the first part of the booths. The sound of the rides provided the soundtrack for the backside.
Because no acre of D.C. would be complete without the Civil War horse statue (This particular one actually needs greater research to confirm that it is indeed, commemorating the Civil War.)
The longest line to any attraction at the fair was to the ice cream truck.
This was actually the nursery that is an everyday business on the Cathedral grounds. Thought these blown glass globes looked like the old glass buoys my Nana collected. Plus, they were just beautiful.
For some reason Teddy Bear Vine just didn't seem to be an appropriate moniker for this plant.
So starts are joking tour of "What every Cathedral needs." Every good cathedral needs many monks praying. These are the back up guys, ready to rush out when the other guys get sent off to different homes. Unfortunately for them, the birds have found a permanent home for themselves near as well.Every good cathedral needs gargoyles. In this case, these grimacing bad guys seem closer to a kiss than warding off evil.
This Cathedral has a reminder that there was a fallen angel, one with feet of clay.
Ok, this seems a little more Hogwarts than Hunchback to me, but hey, whatever.
All the following (except the last) are in the Bishop's garden. This was particularly touching to me. It is plaque dedicating a bench to a deceased woman, from her parents.
The alum were are at their peak. It was lovely. I found this an emotive piece, a portrayal of the Prodigal Son. I love attempting to make cool shots of pathways. I just keep trying to get them right and make them interesting, to actually show some of what I see. Didn't happen this time . . . but not bad.
I could see that I had just missed the peak of the garden's blossoms. Despite that and the people everywhere, I truly enjoyed it. I would love to spend some more peaceful time there.

And because I always seem to end adventures on the sublime. . . I noticed this truck as I was leaving
Ever wanted to rob an ATM but didn't know how to arrange transportation from the caper . . . here you are. I am assuming this is likely the most ridiculously security modified van, and bears no actual resemblance to its other assembly line fellows in its resistance to theft, however it still seems rather disconcerting. Maybe its just me.

Once again, a decision required. Can't I just choose chicken?

I have been trying rather unsuccessfully for months to sort out my future. Well that's all nonsense. I know one thing for certain in my future. I will go to medical school. I don't know which one, or where, but I will go. Do I really have to deal with everything else? I mean, really?

Today I got my last request for Georgetown recommendations done. I am hoping the review process will go adequately well. Frankly I am peeing my pants scared but still. One more thing needs to be ironed out really soon. Cross your fingers, pray, whatever you do, I will take the support in any form.

As for my future, it appears that I will be heading back to Seattle for the immediate future. While I love D.C. and am going to really miss my apartment, the lower cost of living will definitely increase my ability to pay for . . . well, anything! I am up for other adventures for sure and certain, but I needed to a place to chill for a little while. No, there is still no word on jobs. And that really freaks me out. But I will try and hit the ground running, all the same.

By Wednesday of next week, I will be done with Georgetown, at least the PBPM part.