Yesterday, I received a visit from Austin Houston Crockett Bowie Bonham III, Texan extraordinaire. He was his usual self, prompting the usual complaints from Gretchen, which I heard in full detail shortly after his departure. For his sake, I certainly hope Gretchen never gets the idea of telling Austin’s wife, Bluebonnet, about how he behaves… Continue reading Tea Party Looks to Get Hard on Boehner
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Democrats Leave Mary Landrieu Twisting Slowly in the Wind
Starting early Friday morning and continuing well after lunch, a certain Millicent Gesaesshower de Bouvier Jones called the office and bugged Gretchen for a telephone consultation about every fifteen minutes. Finally, Gretchen managed to fit her in between a Taiwanese economist and a Bulgarian cultural envoy. Jones: Hello, hello? Is this Tom Collins? Tom: Yes,… Continue reading Democrats Leave Mary Landrieu Twisting Slowly in the Wind
Welcome to Washington, Congressional Fresh Meat Serving No. 114
The calls started late on Tuesday, November 4. I received five of them before midnight. They have continued unabated since. It’s an assured ritual that occurs like clockwork every two years – new members of Congress calling me for the sort of advice and information not found in the traditional freshman briefings offered on Capitol… Continue reading Welcome to Washington, Congressional Fresh Meat Serving No. 114
Obama Snaps, Gives Biden Indigestion at White House Luncheon
To the greatest extent possible, I have been avoiding the company of Democrats since Tuesday. I am, after all, a policy consultant, not a confessor, a psychiatrist, or their mother, but despite that, there has been no shortage of disappointed Democrats wanting to cry on my shoulder this week as if I were one or… Continue reading Obama Snaps, Gives Biden Indigestion at White House Luncheon
Debbie Does the DNC – The Wasserman Effect
Friday night, Cerise and I had dinner at 1789, took in an Indian dance recital at the Kennedy Center and went clubbing in Georgetown, Adams Morgan and DuPont Circle. Arriving back at my place in Great Falls around dawn, we finally got to sleep about eight thirty. At three fifteen in the afternoon on Saturday,… Continue reading Debbie Does the DNC – The Wasserman Effect