Okay, I promised I’d bring you guys in with me. So here are a few photos and a video I took to give you an idea of what it’s like at The Big Dinner.
Let’s start by rolling the video. It capture the moment the Obamas enter to Hail to the Chief, the presentation of the colors – which I love – and the National Anthem.
Below on the thumbnail for the video is Mrs. Obama and the night’s entertainment, SNL player Cecily Strong.
In some ways the party is not as glamorous as you might think. Here’s the Washington Post party. Really, would you be fighting to get into this sea of humanity?
This is the line to get into the actual dinner, which follows the cocktail parties. Luckily, there was a somewhat better way, and I managed to find it.
Here’s the view as you walk into the ballroom, just as the dinner is beginning.
Not everyone is seated yet . . .
National Security Advisor Susan Rice chats it up before dinner.
“Meet the Press” host Chuck Todd and Andrea Mitchell hold an urgent powwow with someone who looks like he’s in charge of something they care about.
ValJar looks serious listening to Democratic operative and TV commentator Donna Brazille.
Chris Matthews experiencing the thrill of it all.
Nancy Pelosi can’t seem to find her table.
Below, Obama chats on the dais with White House Correspondents Association President Christi Parsons. Now the White House correspondent for the Los Angeles Times, the Chicago Tribune, and the other papers in Tribune Publishing, she covered local politics in Chicago for the Tribune and has known Obama for years. But I know her, she’s no suckup and plays it straight.
Wolf Blitzer at his table with guest Jane Fonda. She was given a special serving of Hanoi Beef.
Donald Trump makes a point not long before becoming the butt of one of Obama’s jokes.
Mike Brzezinski of MSNBC.
Hope this provides a little bit of a look into what goes on. I had a good time, both networking on behalf of my website and enjoying myself, I will admit. Despite my best efforts, there was still some bourbon left in the hotel at the end of the evening.
Honestly, I mostly behaved myself. An occasionally bad stomach prevents over-indulgence. Blessing and a curse.