Yesterday I drove into the public television station KET in Lexington, got worked on by a makeup artist, sat in a green room that wasn’t green, sat down behind a desk on a futuristic set in a cavernous tv studio, had technicians string piles of wire up and down my shirt, and then waited . . . for a full 30 minutes until a producer suddenly said, “Here we go!” Then four cohosts of “The Cycle” started asking me questions as I stared into a big camera lens fifteen feet in front of me. They sure didn’t make it easy on me, asking questions about abortion and gay marriage. 🙂 But the conversation went pretty well, I thought, though much of the material wasn’t what I expected. At one point the audio went out on me, and I couldn’t hear what was happening in New York, and then at the end, the producer started yelling “Wrap, wrap!” into my earpiece to signal that I needed to stop right away. A lot of technicians and a lot of tense moments–all to produce three minutes of television!