This morning, as McG and I were coming in to work, we got stuck for a good, solid 15 minutes on Connecticut Ave. Juuuuust sitting there. No movement. Finally I saw some police cars go by a block or two away, and we were like, oh, motorcade. (D.C. is inconvenient sometimes.) But we weren't sure - police cars can go by for lots of reasons, although it did seem kind of odd that there were about nine at the intersection of Connecticut and Calvert.
So just now I was in BeeBeeQ's office and saw the President was speaking live on CNN, and after a little google work, I learned that - indeed - I can blame George W. Bush personally for making me late to work. He's talking to the ethanol people at the hotel right at the corner of Connecticut and Calvert. (Not the one where my senior prom was - the other one.)