Didn’t you get reported to the Secret Service one time for serving an eviction notice on Clinton at the White House?
It was Feb. 1997 at the height of the Lewinsky scandal. I told a local talk show in S. Calif the plan to fly to DC for the weekend and attempt to serve an eviction notice on the Clintons. It would, of course, be impossible to get close enough to serve the notice, so I told the host that I planned to blow it up poster size and parade it in front of the slimeball’s White House. A leftist airhead (aren’t they all?) called the Secret Service or FBI to report that I told the radio audience I was going to DC to “blow up the WH.” I found out a few days later what happened and called the field agent of the FBI in Los Angeles to identify myself and make it clear I was not a threat. He knew I was not a threat and actually recognized my voice because the station owners had to come in on a Sunday and play the tape for them. It was fun to parade in front of the WH with a 30-day notice to vacate, and it made the Washington Times.
On that trip a FReeper escorted me around, including to the Starbucks where former intern Caity Mahoney was killed and the Watergate, where I attempted to get an interview with Monica. Yes, some of you with minds in the gutter, I wanted just an interview from her. Oh, yes, we also went to Ft. Marcy Park, where I re-inacted Patrick Knowlton’s tinkeling on a tree (photo from behind) and lying prone by the cannon where they dumpted Foster’s body. It was really a fun weekend.