It was nearly a full moon my first evening in town.
I strolled down to K Street, which was under occupation.
Just below K street was the Treasury Department:
Merganthaler Linotype that had been used to set most of the important hot-lead stories of the past.
etaoin shrdlu" keyboard, which summoned a security guard out of the inner lobby. "Oh sorry, sorry," I said, "but this is SO cool." "What is it?" she asked. I wound up giving a little lecture on the history of printing and journalism, there in the outer lobby of the Washington Post, inspiring her to be even more protective of the artifact. Oddly, when I emailed the photo of it back home to my husband, he told me he and our son had just an hour before been having a discussion about Linotypes. The synchronicities of this trip were beginning to weird me out.
|Not QWERTY, but ETAOIN SHRDLU|
Laogai Museum, a little monument to the lack of a free press and expression, a sort of Chinese Holocaust Memorial. (I've never been to that place, having grown up in a time all too aware of the Holocaust. I don't need to see all the photos and shoes and eyeglasses to remember the horror.) But the Laogai...I hope my Visa statement for a book I bought there doesn't hinder my visa application for my next China trip. I probably should have paid cash.)
new local on Dupont Circle where I also enjoyed some French onion soup and shepherd's pie.
If you get bored in Washington, there's something wrong with you.