getting so much worser all the time

the bastard used to really like the beatles...

i really used to...

but it's like this...

the bastard listens to alot of talk radio while at the office.

it started out as a means of drowning out the noise of the trustie as he was rather loud and while i was okay with it when we were speaking, we were no longer speaking so it grated on me.

and i didn't always want to listen to music, so it's talk radio most of the time.

but i digress...

i listen to a bunch of talk radio

and the station i listen to must have changed it's advertising deal so they repeat ads at every break.

so every 20 minutes, i have to listen to:

an advertisement for a crappy thriller called "the trinity game"...

and advertisement for investing in gold...

station identification...

muzak that fills ad space for advertisers who clearly aren't paying for online advertising.

and a cancer treatment ad that bought the rights to "getting better" by the beatles and it's only the end of the chorus.

so every 20 minutes i have paul mccartney yelling "it's getting so much better all the time"

i'm mighty sick of his voice.

—the bastard