rock over London. rock on, Chicago.

I was fucking up like crazy tonight at work. had to tear half of the front page down at 10 pm. the results were not pretty, and I was desperately late, but the end result? actually a good-looking front page. I’m sure they’ll hate it tomorrow, but what can you do.
late, too late for the paper, the police scanner started talking about someone shooting at cars on the interstate west of town, out in the woods and the mountains. lots of cars hit, lots of emergency calls. police were putting out an all points bulletin for the shooter when I left.
I mean, that’s some scary shit. what the hell is wrong with someone like that?

I haven’t been in a good mood today, this March 26. I will not forget it.

that giant militia in Iraq is getting riled up. that shit can go off the hook over there really quick. 60,000 militiamen is a lot of militiamen. imagine if there was a heavily armed, well-organized militia here, and local government across the entire country was equivalent to modern Gary, Indiana.
it’s like that. that’s how I’d describe it.

and speaking of heavily armed, well-organized militias. the drug cartels in Mexico are intense. 22 people dead in Juarez over the weekend. Juarez is right next to El Paso, to put it in perspective.