Intelligent Design

I am wondering whether to embrace Intelligent Design, that theory which postulates that it is possible that although God created the world, it was designed by somebody else.
One problem I have is that this "somebody else" is never named. Another problem is that obviously such a potent being as the Intelligent Designer may actually be "the real deal" and be a better object of prayer; the Designer might be a young Sammy Glick ("What Makes Sammy Run?") version of the old and staid Jehovah. Whereas after a full day's work, Jehovah goes home, kicks off his shoes, and goes to sleep after dinner, Sammy "The Designer" Glick loves the night and its denizens, running down to Toots Shor's where he can rub elbows with the great and near-great and wanna-be-great.

Having thought of this for a long time, I decided that the Intelligent Designer is Santa Claus, and I shall wholeheartedly embrace the dogma of Intelligent Design, remembering that the Designer knows whether I have been naughty or nice. It's that Omiscience thing he apparently shares with Jehovah.