I was hoping to make it in because I married a wealthy Middle Eastern diplomat/oil sheik's daughter in a big, splashy Washington wedding. Realistically, though, I knew it was far more likely that I'd end up there after being arrested streaking in front of the White House in an intoxicated state or something. (Getting caught crashing a state dinner was my back-up plan, but people beat me to it.)
But I'll take this.
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That is so awesome! Congrats :-)
How cool! My roommate, a reporter who often chases Chris Dodd around (you know, literally chases him) was in a photo in the NY Times the other day, and she RECYCLED it! I'm glad you saved your moment of glory. =)
Saw that. Nicely done.
WOW!
Remember the little people. (So you can walk all over them.)
Thanks, guys. With this accomplished, my next goal is to make it onto the front page of the Washington Post.
Which will require me to either do something really heroic or really illegal. Illegal seems easier.
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