done struck again

kateness:

“Someone should thank you for your service.”
To Tobias.
Thank you for being the scruffy, balding New York Jew from Brighton Beach with a heart of gold underneath your chest and a true sense of indelible idealism that would turn up at the most unlikely moments. Thank you for yelling at the President. Thank you for showing up at CJ’s house and looking her in the eye when she asked if Jed Bartlet was a good man. Thank you for wanting to tell the press that it was your move to stop using the canopy. Thank you for getting drunk at four in the afternoon when you were sure you were going to be fired. Thank you for being amazed that Huck and Molly had heads and came with hats. Thank you for winning the President ten dollars. Thank you for telling the President that his better angels stood a chance against his demons. Thank you for being utterly incapable of running a good press conference. Thank you for being old school at the World Trade Organization rally. Thank you for being blocked on the Inaugural. Thank you for grabbing CJ’s head and covering her as shots were fired at the White House. Thank you for telling the President that an eggcream was from Brooklyn. Thank you for the bouncing rubber ball. Thank you for asking the President why it felt like that. Thank you for taking Leo’s hand and forming CREP. Thank you for buying Andi a house. Thank you for letting your father crash at your apartment. Thank you for wanting to make out with CJ. Thank you for never wanting to give CJ an order. Thank you for being offended when Leo offered you a lifeboat. Thank you for changing the sign to “Bartlet IS THE President.” Thank you for the lollipops and sandwiches and bagels. Thank you for the Yiddish. Thank you for getting arrested in California. Thank you for fixing Social Security and not needing the credit. Thank you for giving the homeless veteran a funeral. Thank you for making Sam go outside and curse and spit and turn around. Thank you for not taking off your wedding ring. Thank you for not wanting to say that big government was over. Thank you for having no idea that you had made $125,000. Thank you for wanting to protect Julia Child and Sesame Street. Thank you for putting the turkeys in CJ’s office. Thank you for standing next to Sam as they threw rocks at him and chased him out of town. Thank you for playing chess with the President. Thank you for hating salads. Thank you for telling the President that no one in the room wouldn’t rather die than let him down. Thank you for Fargo. Thank you for Iowa. Thank you for Matt Kelley from St. Louis. Thank you for thinking that we all could do better.
Thanks for all the pie.

“Someone should thank you for your service.”

To Tobias.

Thank you for being the scruffy, balding New York Jew from Brighton Beach with a heart of gold underneath your chest and a true sense of indelible idealism that would turn up at the most unlikely moments. Thank you for yelling at the President. Thank you for showing up at CJ’s house and looking her in the eye when she asked if Jed Bartlet was a good man. Thank you for wanting to tell the press that it was your move to stop using the canopy. Thank you for getting drunk at four in the afternoon when you were sure you were going to be fired. Thank you for being amazed that Huck and Molly had heads and came with hats. Thank you for winning the President ten dollars. Thank you for telling the President that his better angels stood a chance against his demons. Thank you for being utterly incapable of running a good press conference. Thank you for being old school at the World Trade Organization rally. Thank you for being blocked on the Inaugural. Thank you for grabbing CJ’s head and covering her as shots were fired at the White House. Thank you for telling the President that an eggcream was from Brooklyn. Thank you for the bouncing rubber ball. Thank you for asking the President why it felt like that. Thank you for taking Leo’s hand and forming CREP. Thank you for buying Andi a house. Thank you for letting your father crash at your apartment. Thank you for wanting to make out with CJ. Thank you for never wanting to give CJ an order. Thank you for being offended when Leo offered you a lifeboat. Thank you for changing the sign to “Bartlet IS THE President.” Thank you for the lollipops and sandwiches and bagels. Thank you for the Yiddish. Thank you for getting arrested in California. Thank you for fixing Social Security and not needing the credit. Thank you for giving the homeless veteran a funeral. Thank you for making Sam go outside and curse and spit and turn around. Thank you for not taking off your wedding ring. Thank you for not wanting to say that big government was over. Thank you for having no idea that you had made $125,000. Thank you for wanting to protect Julia Child and Sesame Street. Thank you for putting the turkeys in CJ’s office. Thank you for standing next to Sam as they threw rocks at him and chased him out of town. Thank you for playing chess with the President. Thank you for hating salads. Thank you for telling the President that no one in the room wouldn’t rather die than let him down. Thank you for Fargo. Thank you for Iowa. Thank you for Matt Kelley from St. Louis. Thank you for thinking that we all could do better.

Thanks for all the pie.

(Source: theperadventure)