Unfortunately, I'm home from work today so I didn't get my copy of The Express today. For those of you outside the DC area, The Express is a small free paper that the Washington Post gives out to commuters outside of the urban hipster metro stations in the hopes that you will be so impressed with their ability to report the news that you will eventually break down and pay $0.35 for a full copy of the big paper (instead of reading it for free online). The reason I said "unfortunately" is because I was quoted today in the paper. I could've been like on the metro, seen it, then taken off my iPod and yelled, "read it and weep you hipster poseurs! I'll bet you'll be crying into your venti moccaiato decaf now, bitchez"
Actually, I probably wouldn't have done that. 'Cuz then you have to try to explain to the cops why you were yelling, and you can show them the paper but then you gotta tell them about how you're not really crazy and you don't really think you are a ninja, and "no, I'm not armed...and i don't need a psych evaluation, really I don't...I feel fine" So anyway hopefully someone I know in real life will have the sense to save me a hard copy of the paper. If it's Johnny Vegas, I'm sure he'll charge me like $10 for it, but that's just how he rolls.