Someone, Please Shoot Me! Put Me Out Of My Misery!

Well, figuratively speaking (at least, for right now; if this continues another 24 hours, I may reconsider and rebroadcast this as a literal appeal).

Yesterday, I was really having a great day humming a song a friend had written and sang at my home on Saturday night.

However, Tonio on WGDR in Plainfield yesterday played, "Dick Cheney, He's Zany, The Sexiest Man Alive." Unfortunately, it was buzzing my brain all late yesterday and I awoke this morning STILL hearing it.

And yet it continues.