Just got back from Senate. It starts out with a large pile of name cards, one of which has your surname on it. Then you mill around in a room while people mumble. You stand in line for some snacks; the guy at the front bangs a gavel. You sit down. You hope that other people don't know that you're a bit baffled as to how you came by this position of responsibility. I realize that all politics is like this: on-the-job training.