Live, from the DC ‘burbs comes today’s edition of Inauguration 2009! O! Bam! Ahhhhhhhh!!

Or, as I like to call it… Obamapalooza!

Located smack dab between Dulles airport and the actual site of the Inauguration (a/k/a “there’s no way I’m getting near DC for the next month”) is a quirky, cute and fashionably early virgo feminist mom who is preparing for 3-10 million people to invade her personal space.

Granted, this mom really only goes into DC twice a year and rarely leaves her physical bubble, but one can never be too careful.

On the news this morning, plans are coming out about how DC is going to be locked down and that traffic will be rerouted into some strange maze of confusion. Driving in DC is always an experience, but driving in DC with a 3 mile radius of rerouted traffic, 2 bazillion buses and throngs of people wandering the streets seems like a really bad idea. A horrible idea. I should rent out my house and take a vacation in an undisclosed compound somewhere west of the Capitol.

Although, as we all know, where there are crowds of people on the streets roaming from bar to bar (which are staying open extra late!) there’s a good chance of scoring some beads, and gratituitous boob shots. Maybe I’ll parade around my cul-de-sac with a sign and see what happens.

12 days and counting…