I had another big story to tell you today, but it will have to wait awhile. We had a huge celebration in the Big White last night and since it started really late, it went into the wee-weed hours.
So after Rahmbo, and then Big Guy himself, finally got their message out, we got our Health Care Bill passed by the House! I’m not positive what the message was, but as best as I can make out it goes something like “ I don’t think you want our Chicago-style retaliation team working on your re-election campaign” and “don’t worry, what ever is in the bill today won’t mean anything tomorrow.”
So that appeared to be the kind of change House Dems believe in, and Nancy’s herd of cats finally showed up at the House to eat their lunch.
Long and short of it: there was a lot of fist bumping going on around here last night. Then we killed a whole week’s supply of Beluga along with a month’s worth of bubbly before the chef whipped up some Kobe sliders for a late-late night snack. Lady M said it was good to see Big Guy eat something, even if it wasn’t from the garden.
So we’re all a little bleary-eyed and hung-over this morning. I’ll get back with you all a little later.
For now, let’s hear it for Nancy and Toes: keeping the Dream alive.