It’s August, and you know what that means: Washington’s about to get all wee-weed up. Of course, that doesn’t necessarily mean what you think it means.
There's a bright, golden haze on the meadow
There's a bright, golden haze on the meadow.
The corn is as high as an elephant's eye
And it looks like it's climbing clear up to the sky.
Now, just wash that man out of your hair, and get out there and enjoy your day:
(Apologies to Rogers, Hammerstein and Gordon MacRae)
Cross-Posted on Patriot Action Network