Sometimes you just have those epiphanies about your work. Dumping out one of the couple hundred cups of water on my office floor, windowsill, bookshelf and desk this morning I had one of them.
I arrived at the office this morning to find my office door closed. Opening the door revealed hundreds of plastic cups (just a few of them pictured above) half filled with water covering my floor, bookshelf and desk and making it impossible for me to get to my desk to do the vital work of saving rural America from the farm bill.
With working conditions like these it's no wonder we lose on the big fights.
And yes, the perpetrators got Dan's office too.