Yeah, I know the Fitzmas indictments are finally here, but it’s sort of like getting to open a single present on Christmas Eve: it’s better than nothing, but not exactly the orgy of ripping paper I was looking forward to. And I’ve been informed that I’ve become annoyingly pedantic on the subject (as in this comment). So no Plamegate analysis from me today. Sorry.
In the meantime, though, Sven sent in this fun little item: Schwarzenegger Street.