Mike has spent the majority of his life inside the beltway and has an interesting and humorous perspective that he will share every Wednesday. Mike has spent his career covering the federal government for the Washington Post and now for Federal News Radio.
Mike also writes a daily column for Federal News Radio
I have decided - after years of research, study, trial and error (mostly error) - to go out with a bang and answer the oldest question.
May 17, 2012 will live as a day of infamy for Washington area baseball fans.
It turns out, the average American man spends a total of two months having sex in his lifetime. And about two and a half months crying. Could there possibly be a connection?
Mike Causey, Federal News Radio
The good news/bad news about living and working in the nation's capital is that friends from out-of-town and neighbors see you as part of the Beltway crowd.
How do you plan to survive the coming troubles? What if the poles switched tomorrow and you found your Annandale home somewhere in the Tasmania zip code?
When it comes to hair, men are from Mars and women are from Venus.
In prepping for an upcoming trip to Mexico City, it hit me that I don't speak Spanish. Despite an estimated 30 years of downtime in my life, I had -- New Year's resolutions notwithstanding -- not learned that language. Or any other.
Long commutes, traffic jams and bottlenecks are part of life in the big city, but when it comes to obstacles, the nation's capital has to be the leader of the pack.
Divorce is tough regardless of your age or the age you live in, but never more so than in the 21st Century ... when we became a Facebook Nation.
In a previous newspaper life, I shared an office in a room for "special" reporters, editors and columnists.
The health food store is the kind of place where people talk about their favorite natural deodorant or the best way to brush cats teeth with pure, non-abrasive products.
Most of us have heard, and many have used, "the dog ate my homework" line with various degrees of success.
In less time than some TV commercials seem to last, I morphed from a blissfully happy camper into an embittered, self-pitying oaf.
How I got glued into my pants last Friday really isn't important. In fact, too much detail would confuse a pretty simple situation.
There are many things that greet and charm D.C. visitors: A low skyline, the blend of architecture, outdoor cafes and of course, our multi-colored taxi cabs.
The "dumbest" question a member of Congress asked the Congressional Research Service was...
You haven't lived -- as in suffered -- until you've watched a Chinese (I think) movie with Vietnamese (I think) subtitles. Especially if you don't speak, read or write either.
After decades of driving in 22 states and three foreign countries, I have learned a couple of things (often the hard way).