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back from utah

I’m back.

I left my bag (with all of my clothes, bike included, as well as some other stuff) in the cab.

I know that cab company, but not the cab number.

DC has no central dispatch for cabs, nor does Union Station (where I obtained the cab).

I went to Union Station and tried to find a way to get in touch with the cabbie – no central dispatch, no lost-and-found.

I called the cab company, which doesn’t have central dispatch on weekends.

I’m mad at myself that I forgot the bag.

I’m mad at the city that it doesn’t have a central dispatch for cabs.

I’m mad at Union Station that it doesn’t have any central dispatch for cabs.

I called other cab companies, so I know where the bag might turn up. It does have identification in it (my street address and email), so there’s an off chance that I’ll get it back sometime before 2008.

Ugh.

What a day.

At least mom is on the mend and I’m back in DC.

But I’m missing The Polyphonic Spree because of my fruitless search to find my bag.

Oy.

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