Next Sunday morning, I get on a plane to fly to D.C. Day after that, I start my new job: the Warren Brookes Journalism Fellowship at the Competitive Enterprise Institute.

There are a lot of loose ends to tie up here before I leave and then a job to settle into. What’s a blogger to do?

I’m going to hand the keys of the website to Shawn Macomber for two weeks.

If you don’t know Macomber, you should. He’s been published everywhere: the LA Times, the Associated Press, Reason, the Weekly Standard. He’s been fired at in Iraq; arrested in New York; and, when he lived in Alexandria, he was the leader of his own posse — a gang of squirrels.

I know Shawn because he came on as an intern and then a staff writer when I worked at the American Spectator. Back then, I had the privilege of editing his copy when he filed from the field.

These days he’s a Phillips Fellow, looking at, well, but I suppose that’s enough out of me. I’ll let him tell it.