If John Edwards thought nobody would be paying attention because he sorta-somewhat-partially confessed on a Friday? Oooof.

• Jeralyn Merritt at TalkLeft says she’s confirmed that Bob McGovern’s phone number and address, which were deleted from Margaret Sweet’s site but still appeared in the Google cache for another week or so, match California real estate records for a Robert Philip McGovern. She also has some very good questions about the relationship between McGovern and Edwards.
• If you didn’t scroll all the way down the 57 updates to yesterday’s post, here’s another link to Newsweek’s Jonathan Darman looking back on his friendship with Rielle Hunter. Darman wrote the Dec. 2006 “John Edwards, Untucked” story about those weird campaign web videos that were at the root (so to speak) of all this. Now that the feline has escaped the sack, apparently Darman’s not worried about being taken off Rielle’s Christmas card list. Or whichever New Age winter holiday she celebrates.
• Rielle allegedly had a nickname for Edwards. I’ve tried to type it out three times now, but the shuddering prevents me. Just go here.
• Lee Stranahan looks at the criminal record of Edwards aide, and alleged father of Frances Quinn Hunter, Andrew Young. Maybe Rielle is refusing the paternity test because she can’t face the possibility that this jerk really is the father? Just trying to consider all the angles…
• Psychology Today says John Edwards is nutty:
  

  Edwards’ TV performance will go down in history. It is hard to find a way to parody it. He confessed to “a narcissism that leads you to believe you can do whatever you want, you’re invincible, and there will be no consequences.” We knew that. But, more incredible, Edwards was demonstrating the same narcissistic sense of invincibility in his supposed confession!

  Like I said: It takes a special kind of narcissist to be narcissistic while confessing to his own narcissism.

If you find anything else new or interesting in the next 6-8 hours or so, please leave it in the comments. I’m going to take a nap or three. You have to hand it to Edwards: He said, “Okay, you know what, these bloggers wanna mess with me? I’ll make ‘em work weekends!” Unfortunately for him, we’re not all as dumb as he thinks, we don’t like being lied to, and we have no social lives.