"People now can't get planes to get here and are having trouble getting planes to get out of here."
Sounds like an equilibrium has been achieved to me, Senator!
Dear Our Nation's Capitol:
I don't know how to say this, but you seem... different when you're wearing the Moscow suit. Calmer. More free. Abandoned, as if in the aftermath of a nuclear winter.
I hope you don't think this is kinky, but I kind of like the new you.
Love,
a longtime fan.
Time to go feed the huskies and shovel the igloo out. The snow day has finally reached the back corners of the Hoover building. I guess we go home when the senators do.