Inaugural Inauguration Post

Everyone within a million-mile radius is geeked about Barack Obama’s Inauguration next Tuesday. Those of us within a closer proximity of the White House are equally geeked about the shindigs leading up to the big event.

The roster of celebs in the D.C.-metro area this week makes it seem as though New York, L.A. and every major metro in between have descended on this itty-bitty city: Will and Jada, Mary J. Blige (Do I have to include Kendu? He's only a celeb by association. OK, OK. Kendu, too.), U2, Mr. and Mrs. Sean Carter, Talib Kweli, Lady O (don’t get me started on the $9 million abode she purchased in Georgetown because she couldn’t find a hotel room -- if that’s not ballerific, I don’t know what is), and on and on. I wouldn’t be surprised to see big-time Obama supporters ?uestlove and Jurnee Smollett roaming the city at some point. Well, at least I hope to.

This place is going to be crazy for the next five days and I’m loving every moment of it. Those of y’all who aren’t here will wish you were once it’s all said and done.

At first I was dreading this whole song and dance and didn’t want to have anything to do with standing around in the cold and crowds during the swearing in and parade down Pennsylvania Avenue. Now I have house guests coming, I bought a bunch of hand and toe warmer thingees for keeping my extremities toasty in this cold-as-a-bitch weather, and I’m halfway trying to learn how to use the Metro.

While I won’t be going to too many events, especially since most of what I want to go to overlaps with something else and then another something else, if I don’t go to another party this week I WILL be live and direct at the Bobbito/DJ Spinna Wonderfull Inauguration set. I might even live tweet it, but I haven’t decided yet. I caught wind of the first one after the fact and as soon as I saw early bird tix were still on sale, I didn’t hesitate to buy one for myself and my roll dog, Quita.

I tell you no lies when I say I love Stevie like I love air and if he rolls through, as he’s sometimes rumored to do at Wonderfull sets, I won’t faint but I will definitely freak the @#$% out. And if they play even a smidgen of these two ghost tracks, I can go to my grave a very happy girl.

I’m going to take as many pictures as possible, but I’m not a reliable shutterbug, so don’t count on too many. I will, however, be able brag about it as only I can, photos or not.

Have you loved your city today?

DCer