A couple days ago a local radio producer saw my HuffPo piece on the Ugliest Car in Chicago and got in touch to invite me to do a radio show that evening.
The host, she explained, "wants to do a segment on cars, specifically why he can't find a U.S. car maker that makes a COMFORTABLE car. He was disappointed when he went to the Chicago Auto show a few weeks back and only found foreign cars that he felt truly comfy in."
Of course I was more than eager to play foil to the host's grave lamentations about the domestic dearth of true vehicular comfort.
But I turned down the golden opportunity because the show was between midnight and 4:00 a.m., a time slot whose demographics my onetime overnight radio host nephew Dan Friend once described: "truckers passing through, and old people who are in too much pain to sleep."