"Declare Victory and Go Home": A senior U.S. military advisor's advice on Iraq.

So That's What It's For: Killer of armored-car guard pleads guilty to avoid death penalty.

Hungry for Blood: Puget Sound Blood Center needs type O, stat.

Chomphoonut Dongird: Evil Bellevue she-pimp sentenced to four years in prison, confusing name leads Associated Press to identify her as a man.

That Was Fast: 'Cash for Clunkers' plan already broke.

Not So Fast: Congress races to allot another $2 billion for Cash for Clunkers.

Chaw Down!: Study suggests smokeless tobacco poses no cancer risk.

Worst Trip Ever: 'Shrooming Kentucky teen enters wrong home, gets fatally shot.

And finally: Now that the heat wave has broken, we can begin sharing lore about How I Survived Heat Wave '09. I was fine, but as Bethany's slog post of earlier this week pointed out, heat waves totally suck for dogs, which don't even have the luxury of sweating. When things got freakishly hot, we'd put our dog Diane in front of a fan and drape her in a couple of cold, wet washcloths. Not only did this cool her down, it made her look a lot like Little Edie Beale.

Enjoy the cool while it lasts.