me at the pentagon
When I was out in DC seeing Alan Hirsch and company, my brother-in-law offered me a tour of the Pentagon. His position as a staffer on Capitol Hill sorta affords him some privileges. Most of it isn't much more than long hallways with florescent lights and office doors. But certain things mean a photo op. Say, like the Pentagon briefing room.
I don't know what I'm trying to do here. I'm hanging on the side of the podium like I'm scared to be there. Actually it was sorta intimidating. But the podium was easily wide enough for two people shoulder-to-shoulder. Also notice that I would be a good briefer, because if I stood squarely in the middle while deftly dodging troop withdrawal questions, you'd still be able to see the Pentagon logo.