I don't like former Senator and Presidential candidate John Edwards as a politician, and I have a feeling I wouldn't care too much for him in person, either. But more than anything, he's not important to me.

Don't get me wrong, it's newsworthy that he has publicly admitted his affair, conducted during his Presidential campaign and while his wife was continuing her battle with cancer. And I don't believe him for a second when he says he's not Frances Hunter's father.

But I just don't care. I'm more concerned about the recently escalating conflict between Georgia, their breakway province of Samachablo (South Ossetia) and Russia. I'm more concerned about the Olympics, and trust me, I don't care much about the Olympics in general. I'm more concerned about the stabbing attack on the parents of the coach of US Olympic men's vollyball team.

Trust me, I'm more concerned about the recent death of Bernie Mac, who was two years my junior, since it's one more drumbeat of our (my) mortality.

But the Silky Pony's new little filly? I. Just. Don't. Care.