Blago, Blago, Blago...

I've been resisting going into the twilight zone that is Rod Blagojevich's world, in large measure because an awful lot of people are already going there and I didn't think that one more was needed. Today's priceless Blago tidbit, though, has lodged in my brain, and blogging seems to be the only way to dislodge it.

So after spending most of the week doing interviews on cable news and boycotting his own trial and talking trash about the folks who are conducting it, the tastefully-coiffed governor of Illinois decided today that he wants to make a closing argument at the trial, I suppose just in case (or perhaps for some truly nutty and bizarre reason that nobody who doesn't live in his head could possibly imagine). Here's the rub, though:

... the two-term Democrat wishes to deliver a closing argument, for which he needs the senate’s permission. (emphasis added)

There really are no words, except perhaps "Hee."