On the other hand, "The White House said" is metonymy, but not synecdoche, for the president and his staff, because, although the White House is associated with the president and his staff, the building is not a part of the people.

Dropped by the Orange Duke's House (Duck, I says). Urban running, wherein I saw sandstone and schizophrenia and ear buds and writers marching (excellent signage) and Korean and grape leaves from a food truck and the odor of gasoline and cabbage and The Throne of the Third Heaven of the Nations Millennium General Assembly and heard cormorants liked glazed overcooked hams on the National Mall reflective pool and etc. John Mcphee used to fish for shad in the nearby Potomac but I don't see that relevant here now.

Urban running is enjoyable and somewhat dangerous (traffic) but also the miles just fly by since your mind is always grabbing new info. I certainly suggest running the DC mall area. 

Bluemont Park is about 20 minutes or so Uber from downtown D.C. You show up and it's sort of playgrounds and moms running and urban whitetail deer browsing on cedar trees and whatnot. Ander and Mark and I play D golf in Arlington, VA.

 

This course is 9 holes (argh) but we do what we can do. It's pretty distressed since the local park administration folks are removing all the invasive species so they are cutting down everything and poisoning the grounds and lots of warning signs telling you to not leave the trail though not leaving the trail being impossible when playing D golf. So I'm not sure we really saw the course as intended.

The best way to describe this course is to maybe look at this tee sign:

So there's 4 or so baskets on this tee sign and 2 tee pads so go ahead and do the math. We played short tee pads to longer basket then short tee pads to shorter basket. Sort of confusing. We certainly had questions about what hole to play when.

This course was sort of like playing in a box but actually pretty good. Lots of elevation and OB around and fallen trees and Mark hit the top of a basket though it was the wrong basket. He sort of skipped it off the top and then to the correct basket. There are baskets everywhere. I'm not sure what happened to this disc.

I think I won by two strokes overall though I don't even remember that so well. Ander had to leave to catch a flight. We played maybe 27 holes.

Almost a JAGS sign.

My favorite 9 hole course but I've only played three. My only complaint would be it's 9 holes. Meaning constant criss-cross through fairways, people playing through, limited range, no long throws, box-like. BUT interesting shape here, design. 

I would say this course may be dreadful in warmer weather. Population density would cause soccer mom and bikers and kids concerns as far as disc disruption. On our day, not too bad, though. Destination course, um no. Good time. Surely.

S