Ed Morrissey notes two important developments in the Miers confirmation. First, the New York Sun is reporting that two Republican senators will soon announce their opposition to Miers if the White House does not withdraw her. The second is that Leonard Leo has jumped ship and left the Miers confirmation team. Who’s next? Judge Hecht?

Three weeks ago it seemed highly unlikely that Miers wouldn’t reach the Supreme Court, today it seems almost inevitable. The reason for the shift is obvious: Substance. As people have gotten to see what kind of mind Harriet Miers possesses, they’ve seen that she was even worse than advertised, even dimmer and less accomplished than her initial critics claimed. It turns out that she doesn’t even have the constancy President Bush promised that she would exhibit from here on out to the next 20 years.

When the history of the Miers fight is written, October 26 will be seen as the turning-point, the moment when the tide turned against the nominee. Only the bitter-enders are left now.

Ed Morrissey has discovered why SMU matters (a little).

Colm Kearnes has also written a massive, five-part history of the WWE title (Part 5 is here and has links back to parts one through four). Great stuff.

My friend Paul Mirengoff, who has been the most persuasive of Harriet Miers’s small band of defenders, seems to have changed his mind. He now says that Miers should either withdraw or be rejected by the Senate.

It normally isn’t very funny, and most this Fox News Through History page isn’t that inspired. Except for the one below which is, as the kids say, lol.

The most excellen Radar carries this story on Star Jones:

Okay, I lied. I’m not going to excerpt this because it’s really long and a small clip can’t do it justice. But trust me: Follow the link and read the best prank-call since the Jerkies hung up their tape.

I still don’t get the Neil Pollack thing, but Galley Friend M.L. sends this link to the Rick Tang’s sports column, and it’s pretty okay:

So I’m watching old NBA games on the Tang-Vo last night in preperation for my fantasy draft, and I’m thinking, is there any basketball player better than LeBron James right now? In this hooood, LeBron, we got mad love for you. That’s what 50 Cent might say if he wrote this column. But 50 Cent can’t hang…in the House Of Tang. Did you see that posterizer LeBron pulled on Richard Jefferson last season? So much chrome on my Benz, ya see your face in my rims! Jefferson was like, “Where’s Weezie? Where’s Weezie?” You’re movin’ on down, R.J.!

And another thing, Dirk Nowitski. Zieg fucking heil! Why don’t you go back to doing what you’re good at: putting little girls into ovens. Do me a favor, be German. Do everything that German people like to do, like eating sauerkraut and killing gypsies. But don’t go strutting your ugly ass on TNT every week. Even so, if I were a girl, I’d do Manu Ginobili eight times a day.

Yeah, baby.

Anyone watching the World Series these days (and nights) will no doubt have the same concerns as I have about a certain oft-aired advertisement. No, not one for erectile dysfunction. And not one about toe nail fungus or incontinence. This is serious.

I’m talking about Lunesta.

They say if you have trouble falling asleep, if you are up constantly because your mind is too active, then Lunesta might be right for you. But ask your doctor, for side effects may include “unpleasant taste, headache, drowsiness, and dizziness.” Also, “Be sure you have at least eight hours to devote to sleep before becoming active. You should not engage in any activity after taking Lunesta that requires complete alertness, such as driving a car or operating machinery. You should use extreme care when engaging in these activities the morning after taking Lunesta. Do not use alcohol while taking any sleep medicine. Most sleep medicines carry some risk of dependency.”

But they don’t mention how Lunesta works. Unlike some sleeping pills, Lunesta comes in the form of a luminescent green butterfly that appears in the night, flies through your window, and with the slightest touch, puts you “to sleep.”

According to the commercials, the Lunesta butterfly goes around the city, patrolling the skies, ready to bring darkness to your world at a moment’s notice. Who shall I touch? Whose window is open?

It’s no coincidence that Lunesta is glowing and green, much like a Banshee, Dracula, and the Angel of Death. Lunesta is one and the same. And it’s coming for you if you don’t close that window.