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2010-01-19 08:38:56 ET Sitting on a bus is like sitting in the rear of the plane, feeling the vibrations of the rear engine, and feeling all those little slight bumps and hops a you hit turbulence. Only thing missing is the air marshal in the aisle seat. Oh, and the windows on buses tend to be larger. They need ot be in order to be used as emergency exits if the bus gets all lazy tired and decides to snooze on its side. That's how I tend to snooze these days. On my side. I was down in D.C. this weekend. Good old DC with its "taxation without representation" license plates and its freakishly warm weather. My visits for the reason, or should I say, my reasons for my visit being the International Spy Museum and a good friend who now resides there. The Spy Museum was fun. At times it felt like it might be used as a recruiting tool for people actually interested in working in intelligence. For example right where you buy tickets there are 3 wheelchairs. I guess those are meant for people with disabilities to use. Right? Eh, except if you need a wheelchair then how the hell did you get to the museum in the first place unless you have your own wheelchair already? Little things like that make me suspicious. No, not really. Anyways, it was a cool place and is surprisingly large (that's what she said!) I always knew the term "cover" but I never knew the term "legend" which basically means a full blown backstory for your cover identity. That's all the interesting things that I could think of right now. Post your spy shit on here. |
