The apocalypse is nigh. Maybe. 2006-08-08 - 10:33 p.m.
It was a puke perfect day, weatherwise, today. A sunny, 75 degrees, not a cloud in the sky, how-many-American-flags-can-you-fit-on-the-front-porch-of-this-average-home-in-this-average-town kind of day.
But yet, something funky is definitely happening with the world. Perhaps the planets are aligned wrong. Or something. I don't know. Gah.