I thought about titling today's column Sausage Making, Interrupted in (dis-)honor of the House of Representatives scarpering off on a five-week vacation without finishing their work on healthcare reform (the Senate, it should be noted, is reportedly planning on doing exactly the same thing next week, to their equal shame). Then I thought I'd riff on the old doctor joke: The operation was a success... the patient died on the table, though. But when I sat down to write, I decided I was sick