I’m feeling a bit out of it today. I don’t know if it was the incessant viewing of the vice presidential debate last Thursday or the inane prattle that is punditry, but I just don’t have the brain power to write about any one thing.

So, I figured it was about time that I write about a lot of little things that have been rolling around in this pinhead of a brain of mine for the last several days and even weeks. I figure it’s time to let a few of those out and that is exactly what I am going to do.

It’s important to bear in mind, dear readers, that this prattle is just the kind of thing I would normally rail on in a column just like this. But since it’s written by me, it must be well worth the time to read and, needless to say, witty, informative and hilarious.

Let’s ride.

I think Gov. Sarah Palin played the American media and people for chumps. I think she spoke like the Scarecrow in “The Wizard of Oz” with Katie Couric and Charles Gibson just to make her true articulate self shine through at the Vice Presidential debate. That way, the bar was set so low that she could only look good and, therefore, win the debate. In reality, if you listen to what she said, it was more prattle. But so was Biden.

I think that if someone walked up to me in the middle of my fine, Italian meal and told me Pizza Hut delivered the pasta, I would punch the maitre d in the face. Then again, I would never order cheese and bacon pasta or whatever the heck Pizza Hut serves up in the first place.

I think Triscuits are better than Wheat Thins.

I think you should get out there, find a “Best of Be Readers’ Choice Awards” ballot and vote for your favorite businesses. The businesses and people you like could win based on your vote. And you could win $1,000. And I could look good in front of my bosses.

I think if Chicago didn’t beat Detroit last Sunday, you’d have seen me in a very bad mood for most of this week. (Note: Chicago won 34-7)

I don’t know about you, but I can’t really get with this whole “Pushing Daisies” show. The prissy English guy narrating is starting to grate on my nerves and I think if I hear “piemaker” one more time, I am going to wrap my little toe in barbed wire.

I think we should start a Presidential campaign drinking game and every time you hear “hockey mom” you have to drink. And every time you hear about making a change, drink two times. Oh, and “maverick” is a four-slug. We should all be hammered by Friday.

I think my niece is cuter than your niece and you can never convince me otherwise.

I think that all companies should go to a four-day-a-week, 10-hours-a-day work format. Just because I want a three-day weekend.

I think I hate touch screens on just about everything.

I think Brendan Frasier should stop making movies.

I think you are tired of hearing what I think, but you can’t wait until I do another one of these columns.