And one more post for the evening.

And on a lighter note (of sorts), on the way to my Fed-Ex Kinko's adventure, I ended up behind a silver Mercedes-Benz with a license plate that said Kadija (obviously someone Muslim, to have the name of Mohammed's first wife). No problem there. I admire girls of the monotheistic faith who have their daddy's buy them nice cars (unfortunately, I didn't fit into that stereotype with my '98 Ford Escort). Anyways, here came the kicker. A bumper stick in the dead center of the bumper:

Free the Holy Land! Stop Israel's Wall of Shame
What a f**king farce! I hate to be juvenile, but didn't they start it? I really wanted to pull up right next to the chick and wave the orange anti-disengagement ribbon hanging from my backpack, at her. "Wall of Shame".... This supposed "Wall of Shame" will free the Holy Land ONLY if it continues to be built. Enough political crap for the day. I'm tired and I need to take my Zoloft.