So, how long before our boy Alberto is sent packing? Prior to Rummy’s rather abrupt departure, I’d have thought there was no way dubyas would give him the boot, but now, I’m not so sure. I guess I’d like him to linger a bit longer and eat up a few more news cycles before he decides to spend more time with his family. And if Ginsburg or Souter or somebody happens to croak in the next year or so, I wouldn’t be surprised to see Judge Gonzalez on the Supreme Court. I figure Lieberman will support him, if nobody else.

Of course, whether big Al hit the road or not, it’s all meaningless unless the spying and the torture and the unlawful searches and seizures are all repealed, and habeas corpus is restored and reaffirmed. And it’s time to start working on impeaching Cheney and throwing Rove in prison, too. If there’s any time left, they go after Bush, too.

Wednesday already, and what have we learned this week? We learned that gay sex is immoral (though presumably killing hundreds of thousands of people is OK). We learned that Bush and Rove had nothing to do with the US Attorney firings, except they did (but it’s OK, ‘cuz they can), and that they weren’t politically motivated (except when they were, but that’s OK, too). We also learned that “mistakes were made” (always use the passive voice when you want to apologize for something while making clear it has absolutely nothing to do with you). Oh, and we learned that the Army is sending troops back to Iraq that are not only unfit for duty, but they can’t even wear the body armor that not enough of them have in the first place (which should mean there ought to be plenty to go around now). I think we probably learned some other stuff, too, but it’s all too much for my little head.

It’s supposed to be another beautiful day here today. Mostly sunny, and 52 degrees or so. If you live someplace where it’s sunny and warm all the time. you really just can’t appreciate how nice that is. Especially when you’re out walking around on a couple of feet of packed snow (remind me to thank whoever was out at the park on the snowmobile, and packed down a nice path for us; we got to walk our usual full route yesterday for the first time in ages, and the dog was pretty darn pooped out last night). Odds are, it’ll get cold again (and I’m sure we’ll get some more snow), but for now, I’m gonna enjoy this while I can.

No joy here in Syracuse today; we got screwed. Oh well, at least I won’t have to waste time watching basketball, and I certainly won’t be tempted to spend $70 on the DirecTV NCAA package. For those of you who couldn’t care less, feel free to keep it to yourselves.

Hey, get up! It’s an hour later than you think it is.

I used to love this day, back when I was movie theatre manager/projectionist. When unsuspecting people would come to buy a ticket for the one o’clock show, you got to tell them that it started an hour ago. Then when they got all indignant and snotty, you could tell ’em, “uh, ever hear about daylight savings time, dude? It was, like, in all the papers.” Hah! Take that, ignorant, demanding, snotty consumers. Now you see the genius in my not changing the clock in my car last year!

Fortunately for you, if you’ve forgotten to set your clocks ahead, all you’ve missed out on is another round of the Sunday Boobleheads.

On Press the Meat, Timmuh has an “Exclusive!” with U.S. Ambassador to Iraq, Zalmay Khalilzad on the conference between the U.S., Iraq, Iran and Syria. Then, it’s a discussion about the “political fallout” over Walter Reed & the Libby verdict (because destroying a career CIA person working on WMD and having our wounded soldiers sit around in rat infested, urine soaked living conditions is, after all, all about politics) with presidential historian Michael Beschloss (who once wrote, “More than any other leader…save Eisenhower, Bush based his…campaigns for the presidency…on his persona as a leader of experience and character” – hah! Not that Bush; the old one), Time’s Michael Duffy (who, after the last election, declared that Republicans lost because they found themselves “spending like drunken Democrats“), fellow SU alum, Ted Koppel & one of the ever-narrowing field of WaPost (indeed, of all the traditional media) reporters that don’t suck, Dana Priest.

Over at Faze the Nation, Bush Buddy Booby Schieffer hosts another chat on Walter Reed and Scooter Libby (hey, how about they sentence him to ten years of changing bedpans for the VA) with senators Chuck Schumer, tough-talkin’, do-nothing Arlen Specter, and Claire McCaskill of Missouri.

At Fux News Sunday, with the growing realization that all the Republican candidates for president suck the big one, is it time to go to the bullpen and pull out NYC DA Arthur Branch (aka, former senator – and head of Scooter Libby’s defense fund – Fred Thompson)? After all, he’s got what Americans are looking for in a politician (they’ve seen him on the teevee). Then Weaselface Wallace will try and undercut Democrats by hosting the founder of the “Out of Iraq” Caucus in the House, Maxine Waters. Kick his ass, Maxine (and get Patty and LaVerne to help you).

Over at the Goebbels network, George Snufalufagus boasts an exclusive with Senator Jim Webb, who will talk about why we need to bring our troops back home, and why they shouldn’t have to live in filthy squalor when they get back here. In another “exclusive,” it’s co-chair of the Walter Reed cover-up commission, Bob Dole (who is looking more and more like the Phantom of the Opera – the Lon Chaney one, not that stupid Andrew Lloyd Webber crap. To quote Roger Waters, “Andrew Lloyd Webber sickens me. Phantom Of The Opera is absolutely fucking horrible from start to finish”). Then, at the Roundtable, it’s former Pentagon disinformation specialist (and Mary Matalin gal-pal), Torie Clarke, David Corn of The Nation, Fareed “token” Zakaria and, just in case things accidentally get exciting, George :jerk: Will. Finally, we’ll hear from Loretta Lynn, who looks nothing like Sissy Spacek (BTW, if you haven’t seen “Missing,” with Sissy and Jack Lemmon, you should really go out and rent it).

Over at CNN, it’s a very wet Late Emission from Wolf Blitzer, with the Iraqi Foreign Minister, Hose Your Zebra Hoshyar Zebari, Sen. Joe “yeah, you got a fuckin’ chance of getting elected president” Biden, Senator Lindsey “Cracker” Graham, of South Carolina, former Arkansas Governor and “presidential candidate” (in the fantasy world where he runs against Biden, and Ralph Nader gets more than 3% of the vote) Huckleberry Huckabee, CNN Senior Political hack (and “fellow” at the Konservative American Enterprise Institute) Bill Schneider, mastermind of Al Gore’s brilliant campaign for president in 2000, Donna Brazile, and former Bush propagandist, David “axis of evil” Frum (yet another American Enterprise Institute asshole).

Later, on 60 Minutes, Bob Simon reports on the wonderful coal industry and the widows its miners leave behind, Scott Pelley reports on the Iraqi translators and other people who have helped out the US since the occupation, and what happens to them (basically, they and their families get killed as collaborators, and of course the US won’t allow them to get the hell out and come here). Then Lesley Stahl takes a look at Dr. Steven Hatfill, who the FBI tried to finger for the Anthrax attacks (because they are apparently pretty clueless as to who might have actually done it), and who is now suing the bastards (which is how we have come to find out just how clueless they are).

And then there’s the usual Sunday night lineup, capped off, of course, by a new episode of Battlestar Galactica. Enjoy your Sunday – it’s a short one.

Supposed to be pretty warm here today, with maybe a little rain. Not too much, I hope, ‘cuz we really don’t need to be melting all this snow all at once. My main plan for today is to sit and watch my beer ferment. And maybe get empty out a few bottles, to make room for it when it’s done. It’s not like I have any Big East basketball worth watching. Just a week until everybody’s favorite holiday. Have a good Saturday.

Hey, they love that Bush down there in South America, don’t they? I think he ought to just stay down there. Send Cheney down there, too. I hope Bush makes a speech in his pigeon Spanish down there in Brazil (no knowing, of course, that they speak Portuguese down there). “¡Engáñeme avergüenzo una vez en, ajá, pues…do no obtiene, ajá…la vergüenza en…la vergüenza…uh, pues. ..do no es engañado otra vez!”

Have a good Friday.

Ah, Thursday, and I’m on Spring Break. I thought perhaps I’d go to Cancun and scope out the bikinis, but instead I think I’ll stay home and brew some beer. The DVD has me psyched – especially the part where the guy says, “pay careful attention to the measuring instructions here; too little, and your beer won’t carbonate in the bottle. Too much, and you’ll get two cases of hand grenades.”

Of course, this isn’t much of a break. I have some stupid thing to do for on class by midnight tonight, and then some more stupid things for my other classes all week. Break, my ass. More like bust my ass.

On the bright side, SU kicked the crap out of UCONN yesterday (and I even got to watch the game before class), and with any luck, they’ll kick the shit out of Notre Dame today. Have a good one.

So, big day yesterday. Scooter’s convicted, if not in prison just yet. Lots of interesting testimony in the House and Senate about all these fired US Attorneys. I doubt anything will come of it, but, hey, you never know. If the Democrats can just keep piling it on and investigating the hell out of these cretins, at the very least, maybe we can get a Lieberproof Senate Majority in ’08, and kick that weaselly motherfucker out the door, and across the aisle (as David Sirota wrote, he wishes Lieberman would just go ahead and switch parties and that “…his melting, Emperor-from-Star-Wars face would stop appearing on my television set and freaking out my dog, Monty“. At best, maybe Barbara Lee, Jerrold Nadler, Maurice Hinchey and the rest of the House Democrats’ progressive caucus will actually take the party back from the pandering “leadership.” One can only hope.

It’s hump day – go hump something.

It’s Tuesday, which is kinda like my Wednesday, since it’s the middle of my week, but it’s also kinda like my Thursday, ‘cuz tomorrow’s my Friday. Then again, it’s sorta like a Saturday, because I don’t have to actually go anywhere today, But then again, everyday is like a Monday, because I’m never done with this shit, and it never goes away. And I have some sorta bullshit thing I have get written up by midnight tonight, at the very least. Plus it’s colder than hell out. Wah, wah, wah.

On the bright side, my home brew kit is supposed to come today. Now I can dig all those empty bottles I’ve been saving out of the attic, and put ’em to use (it gets harder and harder to find non-twistoff bottles these days; that, more than anything else, is a prime indication of the wussification of America).

Have a good one.