Obama To Get Two Puppies, At Least One More Scandal  Although
Crappy Hour has died, that doesn't mean you don't need all your
Grabbyhanded, Burris-y Frankenstein goodness, which is why, in
the spirit of the Inaugural concert series, we're inaugurating
something of our own.  (Only, you know, with fewer guests, and,
since I don't manicure as regularly as Barbra Streisand, with
way worse cuticles.)  The thing about politics, like the news in
general, is that it's subject to the butterfly effect and, no,
I'm not talking about that shitty movie with Ashton Kutcher.
Some minor news story one day takes down a politician the next
which, of course, brings us to the death of Bill Richardson's
cabinet appointment. Not even a month ago, there was a little-
noticed story about how a federal grand jury was investigating
possible pay-for-play with contracts in New Mexico and just
about everyone yawned and figured Richardson and Obama's vetters
weren't that stupid and went back to Christmas shopping.
Everyone was just focusin