I’m supposed to meet Ruggles (of Southern Mothers fame) a half hour ago to chat about his burgeoning Hollywood career, but I’m just still riding this ridiculous high from DC. Like, don’t get me wrong, Inauguration weekend got super dark and may have involved a shoving match between Matt and me at 3 in the morning somewhere in Rock Creek Park on the hood of his parent’s Volvo (nh). I forget what it was we were arguing about, but I’m pretty sure he pulled the car over to shut me up from ranting about cosmetic change vs. revolution. What can I say, pulling JD from the bottle in a Mt. Pleasant townhouse with a bunch of recent college grads patting themselves on the back and comparing “White House offers” is enough to drive any underachiever to the brink of self-destruction.
Anyway, Tuesday came, Tuesday went and it was beautiful, litter aside. Like whatever, whatever about democracy and shit. The thing that really blew us up was DC radio. Obama FM, baby. PGC, ya digg? Right now’s all about the Obama remix and here are just a few of our favorites from the radios and the nets.