In her words, "He's the guy who'd sell his grandmother in order to get a favorable verdict."

That's not necessarily a bad quality in a chief executive. I mean, his job was to get a favorable verdict. And I don't really know his grandma.

a friend of mine who used to work in trial law and whose bosses were high enough muckety mucks that they did the social rounds with Edwards when he was still working as an attorney, told me that she could never vote for him because she'd seen the sorts of things he was capable of as an attorney.

My brother, who is an attorney in NC, has met him and said he was nice enough but his hair was freakishly immobile.

Twitter down again, Hitler goes ballistic

I feel sorry for Edwards' wife, who gets to deal with cancer and seeing her marriage concerns dragged through the press for the next while.

I'd have been a lot more thrilled about Edwards's candidacy if all those progressive ideals had been in evidence when he was representing me in the Senate. Or if he'd been in evidence when he was etc.

On edit, this:

I feel sorry for Edwards' wife, who gets to deal with cancer and seeing her marriage concerns dragged through the press for the next while.

Is absolutely true. I was unimpressed enough with him as a Senator that I spew venom on cue, but the real focus should be Elizabeth, who is by all accounts both fabulous and wronged.

My brother, who is an attorney in NC, has met him and said he was nice enough but his hair was freakishly immobile.

One could say the same of Jimmy Johnson. Actually, you could also probably say of Jimmy Johnson that he'd sell his grandma for a winning season.

Yeah. I still admire him for bringing poverty to the forefront and all that, too.

Hey JZ & Hec - do you know about this? (Yeah, it's about cats, but still....)

The catwalk really was a catwalk Thursday. Show cats dressed in everything from an Elvis costume to a sequined satin dress strutted their stuff at New York's Algonquin Hotel.

The feline fashion show unfolded in the dining room where Dorothy Parker presided over famously catty Round Table literary luncheons in the 1920s.

Thursday's show benefited an animal welfare group and honored Matilda, the Algonquin's resident cat, who just turned 13.

She is the hotel's ninth cat since the tradition started in the '30s, when actor John Barrymore dubbed a bedraggled stray Hamlet.

Earlier in the day, Matilda, a pedigreed ragdoll breed with long, silky, cream-colored hair, held court on a chaise longue by the entrance.

In her honor, cocktails with names like Purr-tini and Pink Pussycat were being served at $20 apiece to guests including representatives of the nonprofit North Shore Animal League in Port Washington, on Long Island. The adoption shelter, which was to receive the proceeds of the benefit, offered more than a dozen homeless cats for adoption.

The Westchester Feline Club supplied the show-quality cats, with fashions created by New Jersey pet fashion company Meow Wear.

Matilda has become an Algonquin celebrity, with her birthday celebrated every year. She also receives about 30 e-mails a month, which are answered by longtime Algonquin employee Alice De Almeida.

Article has a link to two pictures of Matilda, as well as a hairless cat in a fetching green dress....

Thursday's show benefited an animal welfare group and honored Matilda, the Algonquin's resident cat, who just turned 13.

"You named him her after the dog cat?!"

the real focus should be Elizabeth, who is by all accounts both fabulous and wronged.

Yes.