'Tis a Merry Land

Sometimes I think to myself on the walk home from the Metro, “I live in Silver Spring, Maryland.” How idyllic that must sound to those in ugly sounding cities such Munich or Helsinki. I wonder if they would think (to be said in a British accent), “Those Silver Springers, those Marylanders. Oh, what a gleeful folk they must be. Indeed, how they must frolic in the green pastures among the hobbits and picnic beneath cherry blossom trees all year round. I wish to one day visit that far off magical-sounding land.” Well, they can stay at my condo overlooking construction of two other condo buildings and have a picnic under our fake bamboo tree in my living room…