A couple months back, I told y’all about Chris Ward, who I suggested we all might want to buy drinks between the help he’s provided the Democratic party and the, um, jail time he was about to do for embezzling shitloads of money from Republicans. Just by way of an update, it turns out the dude embezzled more than $500,000 which he used to pay his insane mortgage and fund a 6-figure home improvement project. The GOP has attached his house, but he still gets to live in it because he randomly hasn’t been charged with any crime? Whatever, it’s cool. God, I just fucking love that he stole half a million from the National Republican Congressional Committee and they’re practically broke and can’t afford to help their own damn candidates this cycle.

Former NRCC Treasurer Embezzled $500,000, Court Papers Say [Washington Post]

So, I mentioned in the live blog that Hunter made it into the Clinton overflow room in New York. Well, you know our favorite troublemaker wasn’t content to get a couple of snaps and hear her speak. Nope, Hunter stood his ground and with a little help made sure Hillary heard them yelling “CON-CEDE” and “YES WE DID.” He sounds ecstatic and exhausted and is on his way with some other sneaky Obamabots to an Obama victory party. If I’m still awake when he calls back with updates, I’ll provide them after the jump (but I ain’t counting on it).

I’m here again, since I’m writing for Glamocracy tonight and the polls don’t close until 10 ET (no, for real!). So I’ll be here with y’all for a while.
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You may now have heard, but fashion icon and pantsuit-for-women inventor Yves Saint Laurent passed away today. As my friend Steve texted me, “Bad sign for Hillary: Yves St Laurent, inventor of the pantsuit, is dead.” RIP, Yves.

Yves Saint Laurent, fashion icon, dies at 71 [International Herald Tribune]

If going to the HRC rally… erm, I mean, DNC protest yesterday wasn’t horrifying enough, I decided to assuage the horror with the judicious application of a matinée, a movie unrelated to politics, with characters I know and have missed and that, though it’s gotten mediocre reviews, I knew I would still like.

No, assholes, not Sex & The City, what kind of Cynic do you think I am? I went to see Indiana Jones and the Crystal Skull. I like when things blow up. But then I found that I will never, ever escape politics or cheeze, as the advertisement below was allowed to assault my eyes.

On the other hand, Bill Frist got a haircut! (I’m so ashamed I know that).