A Lost Bet

I owe a friend dinner.

Six months ago, he moved to D.C. and I practically promised him that he would find himself in a relationship within six months. But he's still single. And now I owe him dinner.

He's Dartmouth, Harvard, and Boalt Law educated (Ivy league names are to D.C. what Paris Hilton and George Clooney are to LA), fun-loving, good guy all around and I was sure I would be enjoying a nice 5 star restaurant meal on him right about now. But... it looks like I'll be picking up the tab with a guy who's making more money than me! Not fair really...

He must be picky. Because D.C. is a great place to meet great single women. And by great single women I mean: intelligent, strong, independent, fun-loving, compassionate, charismatic, equally -comfortable -schmoozing -at -a -black-tie -embassy -event -wearing -killer -Manolo Blahnik -heels-or -marching -in -a -protest -rally.

I considered offering him double or nothing, but decided against it. D.C. has an abundance of great single women but I'm afraid my friend is looking for Miss Too Perfect And I Don't Exist.

Happy 4th!

On America's birthday, I commemorate the start of year three in D.C. This coming year promises to be particularly exciting and eventful given the presidential elections of 2008.

Enjoyed the 360 panoramic vews of the fireworks on this gorgeous summer night on the rooftop of my condo building with my fellow yuppies. Although surprised that no one fell into the pool...