Como estas, Mr. Prez. [Love ya, Derb!] The photo from our Cinco de Mayo fiesta came out great. Love the Tex-Mex scene right there off the Rose Garden.
Speaking of Latin dancing, don’t you love Karl’s great Gonzales strategy? Get everyone talking and then hit the Left with someone totally different. Brilliant, yet again. (By the way: So glad the AG is so successfully settling in at Justice–how at home he is there! Was worth the fight to find him that perfect spot, for sure!)
And isn’t it best for everyone that yesterday was all Rove (okay, maybe not for Scott) rather than speedo coverage? (El Senor Presidente, who the heck didn’t vet that gift, eh?)
Hey, you’re not doing to bad, all things considered. You’re even giving some NR types a little hope on immigration with this border-patrol stuff you’re working with that good Texan hombre Cornyn on.
Anyway, keep on keeping on and all that. Look forward to your O’Connor replacement pick. Best to la familia. Via con Dios, K-Lo
P.S. I gotta ask before I letcha go: What’s Rehnquist thinking? Is it safe to take a vacation? Want to be fresh for the Beltway battles ahead and all that. You getting to the Western White House any this summer? Hope so!
OFF CALL: Can you tell there are 1,200 other things I’m supposed to be doing right now? I should’ve just done ‘em…I’m off to.