The Edwards Democrats really need

I have to set my crunchy alarm (a rooster?) earlier, I see - I swear to gods I thought *I'd* have been the first to draw the obvious Reihan analogies, in wondering if Rod would go further in shaving his head, bopping on camera to obscure 80s tunes on his iPod, and channelling his inner nine-year-old's scat-speak when cursing the dastardly devils (phrase after Darrell Hammond's Geraldo) wot burgled him.

I have a feeling giving Rod a vidcam of any kind is kin to giving a 17-year-old a bottle of Jim Beam and the car keys, to adapt P.J. O'Rourke on Congress...

Recalling also the counsel of an attorney friend, for when you are detained by the law:

STFU, which he annotates as Speak The Fewest Utterances.

I'm sure this would be really funny if I knew who the blinking flip Edwin Edwards was.

Flip Mino? Wasn't that the AfrAmerican variety-host who crossdressed as Geraldine, c. 1970? Or does it denote a Manila resident (no, now you mention it, that's Philip "Pino" Grigio, star of Get Thee To a Winery) Or what Skipper and Gilligan did to their tiny ship once it tossed as the weather started getting rough?

My first videos, in these precincts, might have to include renditions of the Rod-assigned pulled-pork Lenten parody of Terry Jacks's "Seasons in the Sun", and the infamous "Dolphin Love" remix of Steve Miller's close-run jungle-rumble.

Didn't the Los Angeles Rams first propose calling their cheerleaders the Embraceable Ewes?

David - the J. White David, m'lud, not the mdavid david - is correct. I think I recall Johnny Carson mentioning it one night on The Tonight Show, perhaps a quarter-century ago. See e.g., TIME:

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