"Brownie, you're doing a heck of a job."

As many of you are, I am terribly troubled by the situation in New Orleans. I hate to see my furry brothers and sistahs left behind to fend for themselves. I urge everyone to make contributions toward helping both the four and two legged displaced residents of the gulf region.

Anyway...what really is on my mind is Dubya's affectionate nicknames for his "homeys." For example, Rummy for Rumsfeld. That might be ok because it refers to alcohol and no one can get mad at a reference to liquor. But Brownie!!??? What the hell is wrong with this guy?

What's next?

Dick Cheny: Dicky

Condaleezza Rice: Le(e)zzi (instead of Condi) or maybe Weezie (reminiscent of the Jefferson's)

Norm Mineta: Minnie

Alan Greenspan: Greenie or Spammy (yes, I realize its Span but Spammy is just so cute)

Should we be calling him Bushy? Such as "Good job being prepared for the Gulf Coast disaster, Bushy!" "Bushy, helluva job finding those weapons of mass destruction!"

Let's remind Bushy, these are people who work in high offices of the federal government and not his freakin' pets! Either way, Brownie resigned.

Oh, Roxanne, Shrimpycat says she knows where you are.

Judicial Confirmation

Well, I'm a bit worried about the confirmation process...For a couple of reasons:

First, as a bi-curious cat, I'm concerned that my bi-curious cat rights will be snatched away. What if I want to marry Biggy D? Okay, I realize I need to get the right for cats to marry. But still. Maybe Biggy D and I won't be able to show bi-curious cat love in public. Yes, I know we don't go outside but it's the principle.

Next, as a blind cat, I'm worried that the American Disabilities Act will be weakened. Sure, it doesn't apply to cats yet... What if the ADA is weakened so my humans can move around the furniture whenever they want? Huh? Huh? I'll be bumping into things all over the place without any remedy for me. Due process man! It applies to blind cats.

Finally, catnip could be made illegal. What will Lilly and Biggy D use while they listen to Phish and the Dead?!? Pounce kitty treats? Tuna juice from a can? For the love of God, we are indoor cats! Kitty hallucinogenics are all we have!

Thank you for listening. Oh, and the fact that John Roberts hair doesn't move makes me nervous.