Hee, my boss wanted to go to the protests on Saturday and was hoping he wouldn’t get arrested, since he left for Europe yesterday. I can imagine him using his one phone call to try to get his tickets refunded.

At lunch I went to do some banking, opposite Treasury, and there was a tense police presence, cars and motorcycles, and a large crowd opposite the White House. Of course, I didn’t approach any further because I always remember how those innocent bystanders got swept up by the police brigade that one time near Freedom Plaza.

That would be a great way to start the week: “Where’ve you been? That was a long lunch break!” “Oh, in jail.”