This morning I got up early to go to the House Judiciary Committee hearing on "Selective Prosecution within the Justice Department," which also could've been called, "Using Gonzales and Busting Karl Rove's Enemies," but it was canceled. Nobody showed up, but they don't tape a note to the door or anything, you just have to be in the know. I went upstairs to Conyers' office and a young man called somebody on the phone and said, "Eh, Matt, ya' guys got anything today? No? Okay. No sir, everything's postponed."
So then I bummed my way around the Rayburn Building with my heavy bag electronics equipment and books that was as heavy as a sack full of gold bricks, and went looking for a congressional office where somebody might let a citizen take a load off his feet.