Melanie Morgan

Yeah, I watched a lot of the D'Rats choreographed hype on television, including former President Bill "It's-All-About-Me" Clinton and the 'America-really-sucks-until-Democrats-are-elected-again' speech.

Frankly, I got bored with Keith, Chris, Chris, Brian, Megan and the yaksters nattering about how history was made tonight with the first African American nominee from a major party blah blah blah. 

As I wandered listlessly around the house in my pajamas and 'does this donkey make my ass look fat?' t-shirt, The Hubby glanced up from his TiVo'ed military channel show, pausing ever so briefly to inform this political junkie burn-out that someone added up the ratings on all the cable TV and network convention coverage.

It turns out more people were watching Friends re-runs than the Shear Genius of Barry, Joe, Mich, Bill and Hill crowd.

Switching off the noise machine, I checked out the McPooter and decided that Iowahawk's coverage of the Obama deployment in Denver of the downtown hipster douchebags to help re-connect Middle America voters was way more interesting that the actual proceedings.

I think you'll agree.

Oh, if your chloresterol can stand it, I have some red meat for the conservative crowd from Rick Moran at the American Thinker.