Next, my cousin's boss got me access to the White House for a departure. We got to stand next to the White House door as Marine One landed.

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Then Bush came out, just a few steps away from me. It's no secret I'm not a huge fan of the guy, but it was pretty damn weird seeing a scene you'd usually see on your TV screen happen at a distance where the only thing preventing your from leaning out and pun...err touching the guy is the sniper bullet you'd get for doing something so intensly stupid. (Disclaimer: This is but jest. Political debate is done with words, not fists. Plus... I dislike cheap jabs. Please don't kill me, Secret Service people...).
Pictures of The Man himself:

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A caption which comes to mind is Ace Ventura's "A**holes in the mirror [lens] may be closer than they appear..." I kid, I kid. Again, SS peeps, please don't hunt me down.

We also had some time to take a few pictures of us in front of the White House. Pretty good day all around. Quite an experience, I must say...
Click here to see the rest of the pictures.Here are some more pictures:

Bush's dogs: Barney and Mrs. Ihaveknowfrigginclue.

My cousin Bridget and I in front of the south lawn.

Me, in front of the White House.

Bridget, ditto.

Bridget and I, ditto.
That's all for now folks.
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