FYI: Dick Cheney just drove past my house. Literally.

I was home for lunch and when I tried to leave a cop told me I couldn’t.
There were 12 motorcycle cops lined up pretty much in front of our apartment,
and lots of police cars down our road.
I sat in my living room looking out the window until finally the motorcycle cops began to move, followed by three limousines with the presidential seal on the side.
And lots of firetrucks, h-vac units, and other police-type vehicles.

It was weird.