on this road of sin
are you sorrow bound?
take my advice
or you'll curse the day
you started rolling down
that lost highway.

-hank williams

our new office burned down.

The Firm was turned out of our ancestral manse by a new landlord recently, and shortly before we could move in a fire (set by republicans fearful of our electoral prowess, perhaps?) raged thru the new office space, thus leaving us homeless.

so after working from home (and for me from vietnam and amsterdam) for the last few months, we've moved into temproary quarters.

some extra offices subletted to us by a top elections attorney in los angeles.

everybody here wears suits. i do not. today i wore a red t-shirt with a big yellow star on it. it was especially fun walking past the phlanx of dark-suited, perfectly coiffed US Senate staff here today. i (not for the first time, i tell you) was quite a head turner.

even more so when they asked me where the conference room was, and i replied:

"is that where you are exploiting the masses today?"

my landlord appreciates it all, i'm sure.