Helling Around

I woke up very late today and found that I could not get through the newspaper. My brain just refused to process it. So instead of continuing to slam my head against murdered babies and pipelines and global overpopulation and reports that national news media are saying the BP oil disaster is allllllllllll fixed now, I got online and booked a room in a luxurious Amsterdam hotel where I've always wanted to stay but never have. This is rapidly turning from the Fuck Hurricane Season/BP/Fifth Anni...