The NRCC

I stopped by the NRCC yesterday to pick up new Congressional directories for the office.

I was in and out in a matter of minutes, but I just have to share what I saw.

It was a flash of seersucker, embroidered belts, jack rogers and sperrys, sweater sets, and good-boy haircuts.

For a moment, I was home.

I momentarily forgot that they pay just above nothing, and considered dropping a resume. Then I remembered that Daddy bought those shoes, and probably pays rent, too...