Bears in the Lot

The newspaper kicked my ass this morning -- oil on the Mississippi coast; Coast Guard enacting a 65-foot "safety zone" to keep media and the public from seeing the cleanup; Grand Isle racefail -- and I texted Chris about it, which I had sworn I wouldn't do. He needs to get away from this shit for a few days, enjoy his family, luxuriate in a nice temperate climate, clear his head. Afterward, I berated myself and texted him to disregard it all, but that's like telling myself to disregard the da...