As we have been reporting - Randi Rhodes is not a stand up. She did stand up and it shattered her career...we've compared it to Micheal Richards. He wasn't a stand up. Did stand up. Now he'd be lucky to open for Gary Coleman in a truck stop lounge in Truckee. Not to put down truck stop lounge acts in Truckee...

Moral of the story is: Stand up comedy is best left to the professionals.

However, lowly stand ups, the usual red-headed step-children of the entertainment industry, are having a good day on top of being smug about their craft. Huffpo is reporting that their own (cough) Richard Belzer will be replacing Rhodes at Air America.

And then there is Al Franken's actual serious real - no joke - sober - stern run for the US Senate. And The Atlantic Monthly did a piece on it. But of course, no story about Franken can pass up a chance to mention Franken Berry Cereal. With the resemblance there's just no way:

Beneath the Franken Berry box lies a manila folder containing the biographies and phone numbers of dozens of local luminaries he must call or write before turning in for the night. This is the unglamorous, unfunny reality of running for public office that has consumed much of his past year-the endless series of bean feeds, spaghetti dinners, precinct meetings, obscure county fairs, and phone calls that constitute true political organizing. It's why so many celebrities who muse about running for this or that rarely follow through. But tonight, as he does practically every night, Franken eventually picks himself up, plops himself down at the dining-room table, and reaches for the phone.