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The local public radio station is having an interminably long pledge drive. It mostly seems long because the local pledge-drummers have voices best suited for print, Southern ladies from the junior auxillary league of voting daughters of the confederacy, who seem to be tapping their social networks for funds on-air. I hope the station's audience extends further than this. It's a good station, but I had to turn it down in the car when today's lady started telling us how her cat listens to NPR during the day.
Jason sent in our donation yesterday. He said, "Actually, I considered telling them on the phone that our dogs hear the station for most of the day. I would have had to point out, though, that it hasn't made them any smarter or willing to discuss current affairs. I guess it's only so good."
Jason sent in our donation yesterday. He said, "Actually, I considered telling them on the phone that our dogs hear the station for most of the day. I would have had to point out, though, that it hasn't made them any smarter or willing to discuss current affairs. I guess it's only so good."