Why do people say "good morning?" Especially, why do they bother when it's grayer than a geriatric ward outside, pissing from the clouds and it's obvious that your eyelids need sawhorses to hold them up? Who instituted this cruel form of torture? GOOD MORNING? I never use those 2 words in the same sentence. hell, when was the last time I used "morning" in a conversation? I'm sorry but waking up to a blaring piece of electronic scrap from a comfortable dream/oblivion in a warm squishy place so you can go outside into the cold wet city where you will later discover that you will be forced to stand for an hour on the train next to some guy whistling through his teeth and doing some kind of potty dance on the entire train ride is NOT something i would describe as GOOD or FAIR or even OK.

Especially after spending an hour or so awake in the middle of the night for no good reason with an aching back, the above mentioned events really make you want to whack cheerful morning people in the kneecaps with heavy plaster lawn ornaments.

That's why I'm listening to OHGR.