Harry Lee's response to a series of robberies:

"If there are some young blacks driving a car late at night in a predominantly white neighborhood, they will be stopped. There's a pretty good chance they're up to no good. It's obvious two young blacks driving a rinky-dink car in a predominantly white neighborhood -- I'm not talking about on the main thoroughfare, but if they're on one of the side streets and they're cruising around -- they'll be stopped."

At least we're making progress on the First Dog issue:

Michelle Obama In Depth On The White House Dog

So, when? In April, Mrs. Obama says - after she and the President take daughters Malia, 10, and Sasha, 7, on a vacation for spring break.

Here's a sample of a typical family conversation on the matter: "So Sasha says, 'April 1st.' I said, 'April.' She says, 'April 1st.' It's, like, April!," Mrs. Obama recalls. "Got to do it after spring break. You can't get a new dog and then go away for a week."

And what kind of dog will soon be frolicking on the South Lawn? Mrs. Obama says the family is looking for a rescue Portuguese Water dog who is "old enough" and a "match" for the family dynamic.

OK, it was a hoax: Times Regrets: A Correction as a 'Dating a Banker Anonymous' Girl Comes Clean

Sitting in a West Village coffee shop near her apartment, cofounder Laney Crowell, clad in jeans, snow boots and black pullover, says that what the Times described as a “support group” of about 30 women is actually a full-blown parody — and it’s at least partly fictionalized. There is no real support community, no regular meetings and the blog is written by Crowell and her lawyer sidekick Megan Petrus, who concoct entries out of a mixture of their own experiences, stories of people who email the site, and anecdotes of girls they meet socially. They don’t fact check the emails, or the gossip, and the posts are embellished and exaggerated for added laughs. At times, details are plucked from thin air to give the stories a satirical edge.

I stayed behind after my appointment to talk to the doctor again. I'm pretty sure I pissed him off, but he says he'll consult with my migraine specialist. But given the speed migraine guy works at, I'll have a few more ER visits before they even talk. I'm just not urgent anymore. Visibly depressed, according to the pain guy, but apparently not urgent.

So what did Bobby Jindal choose to ridicule in this response to Obama last night? Volcano monitoring, of course.

That combined with the reference to Katrina apparently indicates that the lesson of Katrina is that the government shouldn't waste money monitoring hurricanes and leave rescue and relief efforts to the private sector.

Harry Lee is still around? He was sheriff of Jefferson Parish when I was a student in NOLA. And I graduated 25 years ago.

And am I terrible because Bobby Jindal's name makes me think of an old Kay Kyser song (I've got spurs that Jindal, Jandal, Jindal....)?

I'm with Rachel. WTF, dude, uh, sir?

Harry Lee is still around? He was sheriff of Jefferson Parish when I was a student in NOLA.

He died...last year? Couple of years ago? Sheriff of Jefferson Parish to the end.

At one job I had in Boston, I regularly corresponded with a man in the San Francisco office. Once he left me a voice mail consisting entirely of him singing a couple choruses of that song.

He died...last year? Couple of years ago?

Yeah. '07.