The Secret Service

Well. I scared the Secret Service today. Speaker of the House, Dennis Hastert, was visiting Wheaton College, and I accidentally looked like some kind of raving lunatic out to kill him. Dan, I and the boys were watching the Wheaton College wrestling invitational in the gym when I realized that CPO was closing in just a bit and I had a package to pick up. So I told the boys I'd be back in a second and flew off for the Beamer Center in my flip-flops. As I entered the Beamer Center running, I tried to head around a group of people I thought were alumni. Darting around them, I ended up sidled next to Denny himself. When I realized what I had done, I stopped running so as not to scare the spooks. This of course kept me walking at even pace with the Speaker and looked like I had some kind of plan in mind. When I realized that walking was not such a good idea, I ran off again heading toward CPO. I picked up my package and turned around with it, just in time to run into him again, this time with a suspicious large box. The side of the box read, DRUGSTORE.com like maybe it was C3 explosives or something. The secret service literally stopped and braced themselves against this crazy woman that wouldn't leave the Speaker alone. I felt so ridiculous that I sprinted off again. I am sure I am have now been marked as a security threat to the American people.