On Sunday morning, I attend to and witness (well short of worship) at the foot of my teevee to see if a twist or time warp has returned some value to the Sunday morning shows. It is because I continue to do this that I know without doubt that it am, in fact, a masochist. A mild case to be sure, but I prefer that label to fool. ( CBS Sunday Morning and Fareed Zacharia GPS are excluded from that blanket insult.)
This is the 135th day of the ninth year of the War in Afghanistan.