
I know I've been raving about the view from my apartment, but I do love it.
When I get off the Metro at L'Enfant Plaza and come up the escalator, I get an ever increasing view of the Capitol Dome against the night sky. Some nights there are bright lights in the cupola, most nights there aren't.
The lights were there quite late last night, and as of this moment are still on. I've finally figured it out, too. The lights are on if the House or Senate is still in session.
Yes, friends, your elected representatives are still debating something less than an hour before midnight.
Note I said "your" representatives. As a citizen of DC, I no longer have one. The DC representative has no voting rights.
I'll probably be harping on that a bit, too, just to warn you. I was living here when DC finally got Home Rule. Even at the age of ten, I thought it was stupid that DC had no say in the national legislature.
When my father entered the military, they had just gotten the right to vote. DC didn't get that right until 12 years later -- within my lifetime -- in 1964.