So, I guess our boy Fred Thompson was on Jay Leno last night. Didn’t exactly feel compelled to stay up to watch (or even bother to record it). The thought of looking at his puss on the teevee for eight years (as preznit; for two minutes an episode on Law and Order, I can deal) is pretty nauseating, though. Not quite as nauseating as Rudy the cross-dressing Nazi, though. It’s sure gonna be a long, long, time until the ’08 election.