I was kinda hoping Olbermann would come out with a “special comment” on NBC last night. Something about Bush and Cheney being disgraceful liars who ought to be thrown in prison. But I reckon that would’ve been a bit much for “we the people” to handle all at once. Still, it would be nice if Countdown got at least a weekly network airing.

Oh well, it was a good Sunday night kinda thing – and even some football to watch (preseason, but it’ll do until SU gets killed by Washington next Friday). There was a good hit on a ref, which is always fun to see (bounced right up, you gotta give him credit; he got leveled by a 315 pound, very large fella. I bet that hurts today). Not everybody in the house is exactly a football fan, though. And, as we all know, football is only for stupid people. Fortunately, I’ve never had any difficulty admitting I’m not the sharpest tool in the shed. I’m just a happy idiot, trying to enjoy myself once in a while in my struggle for the legal tender.

Now, if I can just find out who the fuck was blowing off fireworks last night, I’ll be all set. The dog does not like fireworks (or boom-booms of any kind). Poor dog was nervous and scared the whole night. Bastids. Makes you want to go climb up in a bell tower somewhere.