Sad tomato

I like to listen to Olbermann and Maddow on my ipod, but I really am missing out because I don't download the video.  Solved!  You don't realize how slow your net connection is until you download a half hour podcast.  Meet the Press, at a full hour, needs a goodly amount of time.  I just wish that it was available by noon time.  To be truthful, I don't always listen to podcasts.  I'm one of those people who, like the whiny girl in Willy Wonka, wants his oompah loompah now.  I don't think anyone's ever called me patient ever.

It's almost 2am and I'm wide awake.  Five hours in a car will do that to you.  Maybe I should take a melatonin.  For once I get to sleep in while my brother gets a motel wake up call at 6am.  I hope he wakes up.  This is the same brother who slept through a stopover in Cleveland and ended up in Kansas City.  I never thought I'd be in one of those movie moments where you pace around in the waiting area oscillating between anger and fear.    

The dogs were good tonight.  Jimmy and I waked them at some rest stop but they slept most of the way to Columbus and back.  I wish I had taken my XM radio with me because the every damn AM station between Mansfield and C-bus was some damn right wing anti-Obama idiot.  I can't believe that people tune in to listen to this Rush wannabes.  You'd think they could keep a low profile until the economy is recovering.  It definitely feels that they want everything and everyone to fail.  I hope that they really are made irrelevant.