Sometimes I call Todd before I get out of bed in the morning.

This always elicits a heavy sigh.

This morning, though, he seemed to be ready for me. He had a whole agenda of things to be fired up about, including the Electoral College, Bush's campaign buying Nader's advertising, and Greyhound racing.

Fired up, I tell you.

Remember that day not long ago when I sat in front of C-SPAN and made Todd listen to me read the Constitution? I fear that I've created a monster.