The glorious, Henritta, took use out to dinner at the best Chinese restaurant in town, Miss Yip. I wonder what it is like to not be able to go out to dinner at a moment's notice. The coming government of the the Republican majority of The House is only tempered by the fact that the Grand Old Party has it's neck chocked by The Tea Baggers; watch as they cave in and--and in my opinion become the modern version of the Whig Party, a group that became out of touch so much that they simply disappeared. Mob rule is next, but as long as you have furs, jewels, and style, you will survive the bayonets long after everyone else. You might even be able to bribe yourself out of it all all and re-invent yourself and your "party". In this town, everything is about a "party".