Where to begin? How about with The Committee.
The Committee is far more amazing than we ever imagined. It must be said that they put on a great party—bountiful champagne and wine, good food, ice sculptures assaulting you every time you turn a corner, and unfettered access to the House, Senate, and Temple of Justice (the Marvel Comics name we in Washington use for the building that houses our Supreme Court). 
But, it also must be said that The Committee is not just the collection of eccentric volunteers that we envisioned as we spent ages on the Seattle end of a phone arguing for access. It is also a man in a white top hat, a grandfatherly figure struggling to put on a cummerbund, and an abundance of state-fair-style COMMITTEE ribbons pinned to all kinds of bosoms and lapels.
Spotted so far: several quill pens; a large group of Native Americans performing a welcoming ceremony under the rotunda (woman in fancy dress: “The Indians are doing their thing upstairs”); a coat check manned by a handsome Sea Scout in sailor grab garb (Lindy: “You clearly wanna grab the sailor “); several cantaloupe flowers (man: “Check out those melons”); 
a very right and just chocolate fountain outside the chambers of the Supreme Court; a woman who told us that Temple of Justice sounds like of “some S&M thing” (huh?); Sen. Ed Murray, heading excitedly for a back room in the Senate chambers; couples coming variously and suspiciously out of closets, mysterious stairwells, and Temple of Justice offices; and state Democratic Party Chair / belle of the ball Dwight Pelz being chatted up by Seattle Rep. Jamie Pedersen.
Resolution on the floor. Gov. Christine Gregoire needs to accede to Lindy West’s demands for her one free gov hug, which she feels she was implicitly promised and anyway is entitled to as a citizen of the great state of Washington. (“Anyway, it’s a win-win.”) Next order of business, Eli Sanders moves to prohibit Dig Dug in all public and private spaces. All in favor?
Coming tomorrow: A geoduck ice wang, a man carved out of mild cheese, and more glamor and glitter.
Don’t miss the Geoduck ice sculpture!
http://twitpic.com/12zef
If I never have to see Jamie Pedersen in black tie again, that’ll be just fine.
“free” food, “free” drinks? for folks who wrangled a free press pass, otherwise, remember, the entry fee was $100 per person, duh! not such a great deal …
I object to this short-sighted Dig Dug motion. It is an american classic of exploding monsters.
Ha. Good point @3. Too much “free” champagne! Fixed that, thanks.
The wing collar certainly magnifies Jamie’s “Best in Show” vibe.
Nice haircut, Mr. Pedersen. What an asshat.
jesus dog, that ice dildo thing is too much.
I’d put it up his grove!
Seriously though Dave Upthegrove is awesome. Totally gave me advice when I was thinking about running again Jim “Hates the Gays” Hargrove.
With the sudden rise in road trip entries onto the blog, here’s some music.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_a6e0qhfz…
I don’t think your giving Dig Dug a fair shake. I wasted hours of my life on that game as a child. Sure it’s a little old school, but you’re the on that decided to go to Old School Pizzeria. At least let Sloggers decide on their own whether the game is worthwhile. It’s available at: http://www.arcadethugz.com/index.php?par…
For those like Eli who aren’t cool enough to already know how to play, the objective of Dig Dug is to eliminate underground monsters by dropping rocks on them or inflating them until they burst like the gluttony guy in Se7en.
And be sure to play a little cat and mouse game with the last Fygar left on the board… wait for him to make a run for it and then pop his ass right before he escapes the screen. You get MAD POINTS.
Were you listening to me, Neo? Or were you looking at the woman in the red dress?
Lotta whiteys.
You’re always happy to put other peoples faces on the internets but never your own.
Probably might undermine your bully-pulpit for people to learn that you’re as ugly on the outside as you are on the inside.
15, you’re either kidding, or clueless.