Dubya's coming to my town today.

(I knew about this a couple of days ago but wasn't really at liberty to tell anyone...but it's all over the local papers this morning and I now have  permission to write about it...)

A few people have ben selected to go out on the flightline to meet him - but it's raining cats and dogs (been that way all night) so I dunno how long the 'grab and grin' will last in such crappy weather. 

D's working out on the flightline for this auspicious occasion.  I asked him if he thought he'd get a chance to salute the Prez and he said he didn't know.  He's worked a couple of presidential visits before and has only come within saluting distance once.....the secret service guys do crowd control for the most part.

They're a funny bunch, the secret service.  They all wear sport or suit jackets that are 2 sizes too big for them, talk into their cuffs furtively (like we don't know what they're doing)...and wherever there's free food, there will be secret service agents.  You can always tell where the buffet is....just look for the crowd of men (and the occasional chick) wearing too-big coats and talking to their wrists and that's where the chow'll be. 

Traffic is going to be a nightmare today, it always is when a dignitary comes to town.  Roads get closed, traffic comes to a standstill when the presidential motorcade is on the move, and people go stand on the street in the hopes of catching a glimpse of the commander-in-chief.  I'm not going to, I have stuff to do today (like finishing up a couple of beanies - TasT and Forver Serenity, I need your mailing addresses please!) and then I have a physical therapy appointment to work on getting my ankle back to normal again. 

So, I'm staying home for the most of today, out of the rain and out of the President's way. 

Perhaps I'll knit and mail him a beanie......