And Another One Bites the Dust

About ten this morning, I met with an FBI agent bound for Sudan.  He’s headed over there with some other FBI agents and FBI technicians to support a contingent of Department of State Security Agents investigating the untimely demise of a fellow named John Granville, an American and an employee of the US Government, who… Continue reading And Another One Bites the Dust

Buddy, Can You Spare a Trillion Dimes?

Cerise got two free tickets to last night’s performance of Christmas Carol 1941 at Arena Stage, so I agreed to meet her at Hogate’s for dinner before the theater.  Now, Hogate’s is hardly the best seafood restaurant in Washington, but it’s not bad, it’s definitely an historic landmark, and besides, Hogate’s location, on Water Street,… Continue reading Buddy, Can You Spare a Trillion Dimes?

Red State Master Debate

I had just finished with my last client appointment, and was preparing to leave work early today, when my private secretary let me know that I had a telephone call.  It was Paisley, my nephew Jason’s latest girlfriend. Paisley: Mr. Collins? Tom: Hi, Paisley, what can I do for you? Jason: You can help us… Continue reading Red State Master Debate

Happy New Year!

The baristas at local gourmet coffee shops here in the DC Metro area pulled a lot of extra shots for many of their regular customers this morning, as the resident hordes of federal contractors made bleary-eyed tracks for their office desks.  They had all been up rather late for a Sunday in Washington, a town… Continue reading Happy New Year!

Al-Maliki and the Forty Thousand Thieves

Being my private secretary is not a job for the faint-hearted, and mine is as tough as nails.  But even she has her limits, and those were nearly breached on Friday afternoon, when, between meetings, she knocked on my office door with a well-controlled “Mr. Collins?  May I come in?” that was, nonetheless, just a… Continue reading Al-Maliki and the Forty Thousand Thieves