…by Conan O’Brien. Second time today I got you.

At the risk of spoiling the surprise, let me say that there may be evidence of anti-Bush sentiment here. Fully redeemed, however, by his inspired casting choices, particularly as regards Pat Leahy and Harriet Miers.

No Joe Wilson, though. How about Harvey Keitel? I’ve always disliked him, but his “charismatic bad-ass” quotient might be a tad too high.