Today has been another day of strange musings and anticipation. Fortunately, Jaubertmoniker has been keeping me on the path of righteousness.

The lyrics to It's The End Of The World As We Know It suddenly have a wierdly prophetic ring.

I watched The Spy Who Shagged Me, and the scene where Dr. Evil threatens Washington D.C. with The Alan Parsons Project is no longer as funny as it used to be.

I'm listening to people at work talking the talk of genocide, talking about loading up on ammo, going home and sighting in their assault rifles.

The backlash is beginning, and I fear for us.

An American flag went up in my window today. It felt strange.

Everything feels strange. Fortunately, when Everything gets too weird, there's always Everything 2...