Nope. It’s just something to talk about in August.
Some places August is the peak of summer. Some places it’s the end of summer, when kids go back to school. Some places it’s time to retreat to the air conditioning. Here, it’s recess.
This is the first time since I started back to work fulltime that both the House and Senate have been in recess at the same time for more than a day. That means everyone wears jeans to work, catches up on emails from three months ago, has lunch at new restaurants outside our general sphere and either gets off a little early or drops in to work a few minutes late. Ah, recess.
But we don’t have anything to talk about during recess. You know? Paul Ryan hasn’t come out with a new budget number in months. Coburn hasn’t resigned from a Gang of 6 or 5 in eons. The president’s T-time is thoroughly uninteresting. And we are political nerd buckets up here in D.C.
So we got an earthquake.
