New Nominee

Really, the only thing that will make me feel better about this is if I was really, really drunk. Thanks to Wonkette, there is a drinking game to match my mood:

Every time you hear “unlike Harriet Miers,” take a sip. Every time you hear “in contrast to Harriet Miers,” do a shot. Every time you hear “more judicial experience in his pinkie than Harriet Miers has in her whole stooped and shriveled body,” pound yourself in the forehead with a copy of Casey v. Planned Parenthood.

–Jane, who wants a Flaming Dr. Pepper?