2/3rds of the way to the Big One

"Plenty Bright!" Harriet withdraws, citing the contrived importance of protecting Dubya's ability to get good legal advice while in the White House. So she did it for liberty. Freedom. All that jazz. Now the uber-Christian Right gets to feel like they're driving the bus, the Dems get to feel like they're more in agreement with each other even though they're not, and the Bushies get to feel like they covered their butts which they didn't. In the end, this is a one day story, albeit one with a lingering aftertaste. Indictments tomorrow will guarantee that. At least "Cool!" Harriet got a partial makeover from the process.

The White Sox swept past the 'Stros on their way to their first World Series title in 88 years. I tried my best to watch the Series and pay attention to some of the stories from the mix. But it never got me excited this year and I always get excited to some degree about the Series. The White Sox got hot and rolled over their post-season competition. Barbara and George the Elder Bush tried to make like 'Stros fans, even when Babs chose to leave in the 8th inning of a 14 inning Game 3 (which her "team" lost anyways, so she probably felt some relief in that serendipity). Bobby Jenks (the White Sox closer) looks like he's about two pork chops short of joining that classic SNL "Da Bears" skit. Yawn. Good for those Southsiders - reversed yet another curse and in a cornfield in Iowa I'm sure there are tributes being erected. But I'm more excited about next year when the New Brew Crew reverses the fabled Curse of '82 and returns to their rightful glory. That will be the story a whole country can truly gather round and sing its praises.

Maureen Dowd's catty comments about Judy Miller get a bit of play today. Not nearly as much as it sounds like Judy gets from her sources, if you know what I mean. If you haven't been paying attention to the mess surrounding Judy Judy Judy, let me summarize by saying that it appears she's not only been used by the Bushies but that she has some really strangely conflicted allegiances. And the Mighty Mo is working Judy over with her trademark eloquence and snarkiness. Not a pretty sight, except when they offer glamour pics of Dowd.

Maya turns 8-months-old today. 2/3rds of a year. I'm thinking about making her 2/3rds of a cake - maybe leave out the eggs or the flour. But I'm also reminded of the often way-out-of-bounds-but-still-gutsy Bill Maher hitting it right when joking about new parents giving their baby's age in months. "It's not a cheese!" So I'm going to start saying that Maya's 2/3rds of a year old when people ask her age. Seeing people do math in their heads is not a pretty thing. I'll keep you posted on how it goes. Rock on.