I had to get up early to take care of baby Jenna. The ritual of trying to get the volume down so I don’t wake up the wife while turning to CNBC is always a struggle (why does the TV return to previous volume anyway?)

Jenna required that I do my TV adjustments, and write this blog, one-handed. This has led to a very unfortunate event of the tube landing on HipHop Harry at full volume. If you haven’t seen it (and why would you have) it’s basically Barney in the hood. Except that the hood is full of suburban Maine (or Utah) kids who have had too many coffees.

I don’t know what I could really say about the show except..”Man am I old”