Or has it been eerily quiet here today? I expected alot of banter, but it seems as though everyone is hunkering down for a long tuesday....

Welll, Fuck the Bushies, heres to drinking champagne er...Guiness into the night!

I've noticed.
Overload? Anticipation? Asphyxiation from holding yer breath? Alcohol intoxication?

Knowing some of our more "spirited" comrades, theyr'e building bunkers....

I've been takin' it easy knowing that I'll have a buttload of work ahead of me come Tuesday night.

For me it's like Christmas eve, my birthday, and the execution is always at dawn.
Tomorrow for me is represented by the world teetering on the edge of a knife. So much is riding on tomorrow, and like all of us, I've been absolutely stunned at how surprised and dissapointed I have been in the recient past.

I'm not looking for big steps, though I'll be pleased to take them. Right now I'll be happy to get a sign from tomorrow, a sign that things have begun to change and our country might pull back off it's dangerous path, and head a direction more conducive to world peace and mutual cooperation.

Just give me enough so that I have reason to hope. That's all I'm asking for right now.