Fidelito is over in Cuba, but there won't be real change. Lil Bro is in charge and that means more communism — or, as we define it, running a beautiful nation further into the ground. Oy. No wonder Miami was lukewarm yesterday. We used to live just two blocks from Calle Ocho and when we saw that news footage of Versailles restaurant, our cellulite screamed "pastelitos, pastelitos" with a cortadito to wash it all down. Cuban culture is way cool. Loud. But cool. We wish things were better down there.

Allow us to add on to the growing pack of folks who think the Clinton camp is acting like a bunch of third-graders pointing blame on the playground in the Barackster plagiarism flap.

Mommy, mommy, he's copying me, he's copying me, yammered the tattler. Look here, sister: If his pal says he had permission to use his words — like they are copyrighted or something — then it ain't plagiarism, K? Why would you hang onto this when there is so much else out there to talk about? Oil is now over $100 a barrel. That's a problem. PONDER. DISCUSS. You folks look not only increasingly desperate, but naively petty. Let it go, because voters are smarter than that. Even the dumb ones.

In other Barackster news, perhaps the Obama Mama might want to push back just a tad on her remark about being proud of the country for the first time. She's 40-something and we reckon there have been other moments during her lifespan that perhaps were good ones, too. We'll chalk what she said to campaign fatigue and heat of the moment. It's tough for anyone when your every word and public thought gets scrutinized.

All week long we have been driving a rental Prius. With apologies to Toyota, which makes great and reliable cars, we don't feel “green” at all. What we do feel is that we're driving an expensive tin can that is so silent, we can't tell if the motor is running. The pickup is OK, but it's so lightweight, we got tossed about driving on the freeway in a storm. We're gonna have to let Leo DiCaprio and Cameron Diaz and their Tinseltown environmentalist pals have this car to themselves. It's serviceable enough, but not something we'd buy. P.S.: The stereo is nice.

Four days until the Oscars. Repeat after us: Louboutin, Louboutin. That's French for "amazing shoes."

So there is a new "Hello Kitty" handgun. Who knew? It comes in pink. Will coordinate nicely with our hot pink taser. Memo to self: Renew concealed weapons permit. Legally Blonde goes to the firing range. Film at 11. (We did win the rifle competition at 4-H camp in 6th grade. Not that we're bragging.)

— Andrea Billups, The Washington Times