I spent two consecutive days in the car with Liam Neeson driving from central Maryland into the Georgetown area of D.C.
I mean to say, I went to Georgetown on a Tuesday and again on a Wednesday, with Liam Neeson as my spirit guide.
Okay! He was my Waze guide. Liam Neeson’s voice was my Waze voice choice. And I would (will) do it again, dagnabit.
On the second day of going into Georgetown with Liam Neeson (Wazed Liam Neeson), I had been scheduled to sit for a friend of mine. The kind of sit where one poses and stays still while she paints. I’m not much to look at, but she wants to practice with her new fancy colors and such. Before you ask or even think it, no, this is not for a nude study.
Our (embellished) text conversation of me cancelling on her:
Me: I have to be in Georgetown again tomorrow – just found today. Sorry :,( I’ll be gone from 8:45am-2pm ish
She: Tis Alright I have to go grocery shopping anyway L. What is happening in Annapolis?
Me: People are greedy and hungry for power in Annapolis, plus pretty boats. I suspect there are altruistic people in Annapolis too. In Georgetown, I am desperately seeking medical help to heal my mother’s wound. Also, I found out today that Georgetown has a valet parking guy named, “DJ,” and he would appreciate it if I asked for him by name next time.
She: I don’t know why I said Annapolis. It is near the water and East of me, I guess.
Me: Also (note to self, I use “also,” toooooooo much), there is a GIANT school in Georgetown named St. Patrick’s Episcopal Day School, which appears to be very snooty exclusive and such. Waze Liam Neeson was taunting me by forcing me to drive past it. It seems that Mr. Neeson is an economic snob, but I can’t stop listening to his voice! He is as baffled as I am at the amount of commuters in this city. He also encourages me to go into stealth mode, which I have decided will be my new speciality. I never knew how much I like Liam Neeson. I like him very much. We seem to have a lot in common. He cracks me the heck up, like Cracker Barrel.
She: WTH are you talking about? Are you drunk or high? DJ? Does he park cars and heal wounds?
Me: Lol No. However, DJ does have an awesome neon yellow stocking cap. I believe I shall use his name the next time I see him!
She: You had me so perplexed and I had shots from this weird movie I was imagining… you lead, of course, solving some mysterious ailment that your mother contracted by being a spy or an alien.
Me: Sorrys! My mind is fluid, yet highly viscous, muck.
She: Through complicated research, hoop jumping, and dangerous investigations, you are led to DJ and his Georgetown parking garage, which doubles as a secret hat workshop. The hats are made from unidentifiable fibers. You are not sure if DJ is a double agent (played by Liam Neeson).
Me: YES! You get me! Also, Liam Neeson.
Anywho, Waze Liam Neeson has now successfully guided us into, and back out of, Georgetown, twice. I forgive him for the twists and turns in Glen Echo/Palisades, and also the Clara Barton Parkway. The middle lane on Clara Barton switches direction depending on the time of day and it freaks me out that I am going to end up in a head-on collision. I much prefer the GW Parkway on the other side of the Potomac, and then cross over the bridge when needed. Alas, then I’d miss passing the German and French embassies (güten tag, bonjour!). Waze Liam Neeson used his soothing voice and encouraged me to be in stealth mode for much of the Clara Barton, and in the passing of the embassies, which was immensely gallant and helpful.
Once in Georgetown, we met with a team of Doctors over a 2-day period. They each brought a fresh perspective and interest in my mother’s ailment. New tests have been ordered. Thusly, we have started my mother on a new path for healing (huzzah!). My mother felt validated in her concerns, heard and attended. Upon leaving on the second day, we both realized that every Doctor we met with was a woman. We now have a Medical Coven in Georgetown! MCG – Medical Coven in Georgetown. Get down with MCG, yeah you know me!
This concludes how Liam Neeson lead me to a medical coven in Georgetown. Thank you for being my spirit guide, Liam Neeson. Until next time… stealth mode activated 😉
apologies – I am mostly quite overwhelmed and a bit sad. writing is difficult for me. Except for today, because, Liam Neeson!
8 thoughts on “Where Liam Neeson Guides Me to a Medical Coven in Georgetown”
Love this! Santa Claus was my waze guide for the whole month of December
I hear your voice so vividly in my head while reading this. Love this piece.
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