The other morning I am driving into work doing my usual half asleep, half awake, half have no clue where I am and half am I even going in the right direction zombified morning wake up (how many halves was that?).  Like other daylight commuters I get my wake up experience by either trying to dodge the idiots swerving in and out of traffic or watching other fuck-tards test their road rage skills at 7 am.  Luckily for me I enjoy listening to the morning DJ's (usually 94.5 if you are in Houston) and this particular morning woke my ass RIGHT UP!  Apparently some guy called the radio station the other day telling a sob story about how he needed a date.  Rod Ryan (the ...