When I was a college intern in Washington, DC, some of my friends and I agreed that we needed to experience some live jazz. We looked up the weekend events in the newspaper and decided that the Ice House Cafe in Herndon sounded good.
We had no idea how long it would take us to drive from our apartment in Alexandria to Herndon.
We drove and drove and drove. We started to get punchy. That led to many bad jokes. "I went to the doctor because I thought I had a herndon." Eventually we made it, and it was definitely worth the drive.
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THIS ROCKS! I love it! Way to go, Jack! :) SO cool 8)
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