Del the door wiggler and his lovely wife, my sister Jil, reliving prom.
Here I am chairing a committee. The motion for Aunt Dawnell to move back to Utah passed almost unanimously.
Beckett surveying his future gubernatorial office and desk made from a tree blown over in the tornado. Possibly made by convicts.
The state bordello waiting room. Or "Gold Room". Nice design tastes 1918.
Here I am addressing the house. Beckett would not stop filibustering! I was going to make it up to sit at the speaker's desk but some 15 year old volunteer told me I couldn't. Boo!
My colleague, Representative Bircher (I) from District 14 and I are both concerned about the amount of pork attached to the current bill.
Hmm, maybe the Senator's seat are better than the representatives'....
Their chandelier is definitely better.
Here we come to Chris' arena.
And we wait for his opening argument to begin.
Beckett in the press box. As you can see he is engrossed in the heated debate below.
And finally right below the cupola so you can see all the designs up close.
It was lots of fun even if we didn't get to see where they found the worker's body the day before. I thought it was Great Wall of China style, bones being put into the walls, but it turns out he just fell off of something. Still sad though. Bummer. I don't want to end on a sad note. So here's a picture of Beckett looking cute and happy.
Don't you feel better now?








