Anyone watch the whole debate last night? I listened all day to the analysis on CNN and Fox News (I like to hear what the elephant-guys are thinking) — and then I fell asleep one minute in, right after Mitt wished Barrack and the Mrs. a happy anniversary! Damn! I do enjoy my sleep: I probably average about 23 hours a day when we’re on the road. But I really wanted to watch last night (the zingers! the knockout punch!), and my timing couldn’t have been worse. So I thought, okay, I’ll get a re-cap from Beagle Man. You know, Mr. I-never-fall-asleep-unless-I’m-reclining? Mr. I-didn’t-get-more-than-five-hours-sleep-
the-whole-26-days-we-were-on-the-road? Mr. I-should’ve-been-a-long-distance-trucker? Yeah, big talk. Well, the B-Man dozed off shortly after Mitt said he’d be giving Big Bird the pink slip. (Maybe B.B. and I could go job-hunting together?) From what I hear, though, B-Man and I weren’t the only ones snoozing. Gail Collins, my favorite columnist, wrote today: “I kept peeping at the lines recording their emotions and I swear there were long stretches where the Undecideds nodded off.” (No, B-Man, you don’t know Gail Collins. She’s not on the sports page.) Anyway, I’m gonna get some extra sleep now so I can do a better job of watching Round 2 next week. Maybe knock back a little Five Hour Energy Drink before they start . . .
Originally I was only going to write The Roof Rack Report while we were on the road (#roofrackreport on Twitter, for those who follow me already on @BeagleManHank), but now I think I’m gonna keep it up through the election next month. Same deal as before, though: Food trumps The Roof Rack Report, if there’s only time for one.