If I have to watch one more minute of Fox News, I’m going to stab myself in the eye.

I’m staying with my dad while he recovers from a significant health scare. I wouldn’t be anywhere else than here to help the old man. He’s my Daddy-O and we’re going to get through this.

But I swear if I hear one more news personality spin the same story as the previous five, I’m going to start slamming vodka and tonics out in the back yard until I pass out. I don’t care if it’s only twenty degrees. The booze will keep me warm. Right?

It’s not that I disagree with them. It’s not that I agree, either, come to think of…