So the suburbs have their advantages, and I guess I live close enough to DC proper (about 2 miles) that it still feels sort of metro-like. I miss NYC, but at least my kids can go to a good school and play on some grass without having to ride the subway for 20 minutes first. Anyway, this morning we went to the Clemyjontri park, which is basically the biggest, most structurally-accomplished park I have ever seen (check out the pic). It’s total craziness, I’m always afraid someone is going to kidnap my children. The suburbs are rubbing off on me I guess, starting to develop irrational fear of, well, everything.

On the way, I took a slight wrong turn, and somehow ended up in a “restricted government facility”. We got the whole treatment — pull over by the orange barrels after driving around all the cement barriers, talk to the police, etc. They eventually let us turn around and go to the park, but it was kind of weird. My wife thinks I look like a terrorist so she was stressed out. I guess the two toddlers in the back seat convinced them that we were harmless. My theory is that there are alien corpses stored there. Or that it’s the “undisclosed location”. Anyway, a little adventure for a Saturday morning.

Then we got home and I went to get a new propane tank for our grill.

Ah, modern American life.