Farewell D.C., Hello Halliburton!

A blood clot in his leg could be Dick's ticket out of the giant pit of public disgrace he and his minions have dug for themselves. The doctors have him on blood thinners. They've got him, traveling less. They've got him "taking it easy." Next stop: a heartfelt excuse for getting out of politics, which leaves the responsibility for cleaning up the mess he helped build to the woefully ill-equipped Bush, stammering Dr. Rice, and ultimately the poor Democratic schmuck who inherits the failings of this administration.

Will Cheney retire to his ranch in Wyoming to while away his days flyfishing, giving the occasional $100,000 keynote speech at Republican fund-raisers, and dismembering and eating unwary campers he catches on his property? Or will he return to his dark sanctuary and secret lover, Halliburton, to resume command of the lucrative no-bid government contracts his tenure as vice president guaranteed?

We'll see how this plays out over the next few weeks or months.

Next question: who will replace Cheney for the last year and a half of Bush's reign? Certainly someone the wiley RNC wants to groom for a future run at the White House.