Sigh

And I thought they would have gotten Spitzer on that whole sending the pigs after the State Senate Majority Leader, but no, he just had to go get his dick wet in the oldest profession in the world kinda way. I admit, I liked the guy -- anyone who takes on Wall Street fat cats is okay in my book, and as Governor he championed two causes that are near and dear to this Californian's heart: marriage for the gays and licenses for the illegals.

I imagine the libertarians out there must be terribly conflicted. Spitzer did meddle with the free market, which is bad, but his downfall was getting diddled by a prostitute, which should be okay. Might I suggest an invisible hand job? Really helps to relieve the ironic tension.

I'm digressing into politics, and this is a music blog, so for a segue I'd like to point out that Ashley Alexandra Dupre's single on Amie Street has gone from $0.26 to $0.98 as the popularity of her track has skyrocketed since being outed by the New York Times (you stay classy, Grey Lady).

If there is a silver lining to this liberal cloud, it's shaped like David Paterson. I have to agree with my homegirl Beth Spotswood -- he's kinda dreamy. A blind black man giving orders in Albany? Next thing you know, there'll be a brother in the White House.

Blowin' in the Wind by Stevie Wonder

This auction on eBay for Wonder's Dylan cover on 45 expires the day before Paterson is sworn in. Oh, and pictures will return when I replace a lost cell phone charger.