Reid About It

This may be my last entry for a while. I received word yesterday that President Bush has nominated me for the Supreme Court.

As you may expect, it came as a complete surprise to me. Apparently, I met Pooter (George W told me all of his friends call him that) at a Texas Rangers game in the 1990's, and although we only spoke briefly, I made a real impression. He told Fox News yesterday that he "liked the cut of my jib" and I'd make "a great fit for that Super Court."

Since I'm not a lawyer, and I've never even tried to study law, I was a bit confused by this, but Pooter knows best. He told me not to talk to anybody except Sean Hannity, and when I did, to keep my hands and feet away from his mouth at all times. Ha-Ha! That Pooter's a funny President.

If I'm confirmed, I told Pooter I'd do the best I could to make him some real good laws. Next week, he's going to have the secret service guys pick me up to go shopping for big black robes. Yay!