There goes the neighborhood!
It's all official, from the rent lease to the new J-O-B, The Snob is Washington's newest Washingtonian! It's a dream come true. I can see the Capitol building from where I live and it's so beautiful at night here. I love it!
It was less than a year ago in April when I put it out in the universe that I wanted to move to Washington, D.C., then I held my fundraiser this summer (the great Snob-A-Thon that you all contributed $2,000 to my "promote the blog and move to D.C. fund!") and wouldn't you know it!?! We did it! Thank you to every reader and every donor who has helped me make this move. Special shout-outs to my parents and sisters (Big Sis and Baby Snob!), as well as my homies Tiffany, Dot, Hopi, Karen, Toya, Jada, the Snob Family, Vernon and a whole lot more for believing in me even when I didn't and believing that I could do this! Thanks, everyone. You're the AWESOME!
The drive up to Washington went incredibly smooth and my nearly 10 year old Mazda made the trek happily and dutifully with no problems. I'm renting an apartment from my newly adopted fake mother in Washington, Margie. Everyone has been lovely and friendly, just as everyone always seems to be whenever I visit. (Of course, no one here can drive worth crizzap and traffic is HORRENDOUS, but no place is perfect.) Because of my fear of Washington drivers (you all are sooo aggressive! It's like a city of cabbies out there!), I've largely retired the Mazda to the curb and taken to the Metro for transportation. And unlike my horrid misadventures with the New York Subway system, the Metro and I get along just dandy. (And it doesn't hurt that it's so user friendly a child could navigate it -- with the color coded lines, arrows and signs everywhere.) If the NYC subway assumes you know where you're going, the Washington Metro assumes you're clueless and just tells you want to do. Ah, a subway for people afraid of subways!
My new job is downtown in D.C. where I work for a non-profit called New Security Action, created by the folks behind Win Without War. I'm their blogger/online campaign manager, which means I now run ANOTHER Web site, but that one is largely devoid of snark. But if you're curious about how you can help close Guantanamo Bay ... check out the site.
The NSAction blog and the Snob Blog have pretty much nothing to do with each other (they're not even tackling the same subjects), so there will be no overlap other than what you're reading right now. That I work there and my opinions here do not reflect those of my employer. But it's a great place to work. I've been there a week now and I think I'm starting to get a hang for peace activism.
The craziest thing about being a peace activist blogger during the day time, is that after hours I'm still The Snob. So even though the blog was on hiatus for almost two weeks, I was still being introduced to people and going to functions as "Danielle Belton, The Black Snob." I gave an interview to Pamela Pressley of The Black Cotillion about my move. I went to a birthday party for DJ i:Wah, the Beat Priest (aka Jawanza Kalonji Rand) at L2 in Georgetown where some "enthusiastic" patron had me sign his scarf. Jawanza played plenty of Michael Jackson and Prince, so he's cool with me on those two points alone.
L2 Lounge was very, very nice. No complaints there from the one drink that got me drunk (still don't know how that happened) to the nosh to the decor. On each table there were childhood games lying about like Scrabble and Sorry, which is actually a pretty devilish idea as what makes a better ice breaker than a heated game of Clue with strangers?
I hung out with Devessel and her friend, Earl. The owner is a lovely human being but I failed to mention to him that all his servers looked like high level, secret, international assassins to me. You know? With them all being thin, good looking, kind of exotic and wearing black. As one friend observed, my particular server looked like "an Asian Diana Ross ... not that that's a bad thing!" I thought she looked fine, but like she might a knife strapped somewhere mysteriously to her person and is probably fluent in 20 languages and that on weekends she goes around saving the world with Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie.
Until I get settled (and some Wi-fi at the Batcave), I'll probably be doing most of my blogging from Jacob's Coffee House on Capitol Hill. Jacob's and I have been buddies since I discovered this place in April and I'm addicted to their Bubble Tea. (One almost killed me once!)
While I still plan on giving my take on the news of the day on the main page, my Super Blog Friends will be hanging out to provide an assist while I get situated. I'll be writing more about my personal life in Danielle's Journal and keep an eye out on new entries on The Secret Council of American Negroes page written by myself and some of my other Super Blog Friends!
Keep your eyes peeled and I'll be back Monday through Friday, same Snob time! Same Snob channel!