As of today, I am finally getting ready for the big blow-out for our nation's change of government. Why so slow? I dunno; probably due to the sinking economy, the lack of a meaningful health insurance program and two "active" wars. I could bitch, and bitch and bitch ... but. I got a phone call from my cousin, Sheryl Hicks, the other night. Filling me in on the safe arrival of a fellow Interior Democrat Angelee Lloyd and her 14 year old daughter, Rowan, to my family's house in Washington, D.C. The house has been unoccupied since my Grandmother Chase passed away and I hadn't really planned on opening it like so many residents of the District looking to cash in. But when Angelee called up looking for last minute digs, it seemed to be a good idea. Luckily for everyone, Sheryl had agreed to meet them at the airport and ended up taking them on a late night tour to the Mall. Sheryl, as dispassionate a Washingtonian as you would ever meet, had zero plans to take any part ...