As many of you know, I'm a morning radio disc-jockey. (Think: a better groomed Dr. Johnny Fever)
So this morning, I text my wife the following: "What's better than New Lionel Catalog Day?"
She immediately texts back: "New Jingles Arriving at the Radio Station Day?"
She knows me too well.
By the way, the best jingles happen to arrive in Orange and Blue boxes. How weird is that?
Jon