I have my snooze timer set on my cell phone alarm so that when it goes off the first time, I can mash the buttons and lay in bed for another five minutes until the real alarm goes off. This is my quiet time of the day. This is the time of the day when I can lay in my warm blankets and think about legitimate things. Like starving children. And military corporations. And violent ends to peaceful revolts, and why we don’t have electric cars, and why corn is subsidized so much in America, and why Tony Snow really quit. There goes the second alarm, so now it’s off to the shower where I get 10 minutes to smell like cinnamon buns while I worry about more important things like my finances, and what I’ll do after college, and how to get people to care about radio again, and how to take power away from the nonsense future senators on