I am a vagabond, forced to wander the streets of DC begging for entertainment. Without a home or a place to call my own I move through the city alone and cold. (OK, it’s because the contractors are still in the house and it feels awkward to ask them to keep it down in there while I’m trying to watch TV. Still, it's tragic and moving no?)
I’m just answering a few emails here at the local café before I head out into the winter. So dear reader if you see a forlorn individual standing behind a news anchor, think of me.
What movie to see today….