How do you know you’ve arrived? WHEN YOU’RE INVITED TO SPEAK AT THE MUTHAF*!KIN’ LIBRARY OF CONGRESS (as Samuel Jackson would say).
Folks, I have no idea how this happened, but I’m just praying that nobody wakes up and realizes who they invited to lecture. I promise to say smart things and wear a suit (or my blues if my CO will allow it) if you promise to show up and act like I’m saying smart things.
Anyway, details are here. HOLY CRAP I’M GOING TO SPEAK AT THE LIBRARY OF CONGRESS! Sorry. I’ll stop now. HOLY . . . Ahem. Okay. Seriously. I’m stopping.