9:00 on a Thursday night is not the time to sell me anything or the convince me to vote for your candidate or issue, which is why we just let the dog bark at you last night.

I appreciate your passion, but I'm really a jerk about unexpected visitors. Just because you can see me doing yoga in the living room or pouring a glass of wine in the kitchen doesn't mean I am interested in chatting.

I told Joey Pants on the air this morning that My Honey and I just looked at each other in disbelief when someone was at our door last night at 9:00, as if it was the most egregious offense. After that conversation, we got a call suggesting this video about how decades ago, we LOVED unannounced company. Not so much anymore.