My walk to work takes me past the corner of 17th and Rhode Island, and yesterday the 1700 block of Rhode Island was blocked. There were presidential levels of guys in suits with earpieces, but way more than presidential numbers of limousines. Like, seriously, I've never seen that many limos in one place. (Also, none of those creepy guys with machine guns or the armored ambulance that comprise the presidential motorcade.)
I was puzzled over what it could have been until I opened this morning's paper and learned that it was Jack Valenti's funeral at St. Matthew's cathedral. To think, I missed my chance to see Martin Scorsese and Steven Spielberg, but I guess celebrity stalking at a funeral is pretty gauche.