Beautiful day here in our nation's capital.
In a few short hours,
I'll be going to this party wearing this shoe
(and its companion, of course).
Yesterday, I could have stood to have had a friend suggest
(since I seem to have no capacity to do it on my own),
"Hey, why don't you check the weather report before you leave?"
Which might have prompted me to remember these.
A party is a party is a party.
Even with the self-induced pressure of
a bunch of folks I went to college with back in 1995
(and the better part of the Washington press corps).
I'll just have to do so with soggy feet.