Brewers vs. Nationals in Washington D.C.

All of these airplanes are important in the historical chronology of man's attempt to soar in the skies with the birds. There are plaques and display boards that give a lot of information about what they were called, what the planes did historically and who the pilots were that flew them. Some of the artifacts that are there include the Wright Brothers Wright Flyer 1 and Charles Lindbergh's "Spirit of St. Louis" which was used in the first non-stop flight from New York to Paris. But I didn't care about any of that historical shit. I was more concerned with taking pictures of myself with these fantastic flying beasts while wearing a sombrero. There's no better way to honor American history than by what I did.

Since today's game was during the day (a 1:00 pm start) I had planned to use the rest of the day to wander around Washington D.C. and do all of the shit that tourists do. Kevin had never been to D.C. and even though this would be my 3rd time in the Nation's Capital, it would be the first time that I was here since 2000. A lot has obviously changed in 10 years, but all of the old shit was still there. We were walking around the National Mall and Kevin needed to use the restroom, so we walked into the first museum that we found. And it just happened to be the Air & Space Museum. So while Kevin drained the main vein, I took pictures of myself with old important planes that were hanging from the ceiling.

Some day when we are older we will take the time to read all about the great men and women who have created and advanced this fine country, but at this stage in our lives we would rather take pictures with them. And a picture is always worth 1,000 words. Suck it history.

When our country declared its independence from the British back in 1776 I bet that that the founding fathers weren't concerned about the Mexican Revolution in 2010. In fact I'm pretty sure that they weren't even worried about the Mexicans revolting back in 1776. They were more concerned with the redcoats with powdered wigs who were trying to evoke their power over them from across the pond. Those Goofy Brits. What they never considered was that 234 years later, born-again Mexicans would be Starting the Revolution in front of the very building where the laws are debated, amended and then passed before an elected assembly. These salatorious burners vowed not to capitulate to any force big or small, and they stood tall and proud that windy day in the Nation's capital. We can all learn a lesson from these stalwarts and stand up for what we believe in, even if we don't know what the hell that is.

After taking what seemed to me like the longest pee in the entire history of mankind (adding yet another historical aspect to this hall of achievements) Kevin joined me in a photo. Thanks to my new tripod TP were were able to set the camera on the floor and get this shot.