You Son of a Bush!

It is 9PM on Tuesday night. I've just finished watching my beloved Gilmore Girls, and have changed the channel to NBC. After all, the other greatest show on television airs at exactly 9PM on Tuesday. Two new episodes of Scrubs per week. What could be better than an hour of Gilmore Girls followed by an hour of Scrubs? Not a whole hell of a lot. But I'll tell you what sucks total ASS! When I ever so contently switched those two channels between WB and NBC, ready for my second hour of pure wonderfulness, my Tuesday night bliss was DESTROYED by none other than the dictator of our great nation. WHY?! Why does the State of the Union have to air on Tuesday night? Scrubs night? We all know it's pretty shitty, we don't need hours of W's babbling followed by applause, and that's how it goes....one sentence, then applause. Another sentence, applause. Please hold your applause until the end, folks! It's common courtesy, plus it makes things go a hell of a lot faster. But I digress. At least Douchebag didn't ruin Gilmore Girls. I'm trying to take a glass-half-full approach to life here.