Went well in Washingon, from what I saw. Right about the time I get off work, an unwashed looking group of snowflakes gathered at the intersection of Chicago and Franklin, demanding whatever, and screwing up traffic in Mpls on a friday afternoon. Heavy police coverage, and one of the cops backed his squad up to let me exit, stage right, and away from the assembled group of devients. More tatoos than adult human teeth in this particular group. As I pulled away, I tipped my hat and wished the officer a safe shift, and told him I never had a cluster munition on me when I really needed one. He laughed heartily, and agreed.
Best,
Ted
