This is getting weird
About two and a half years ago, there was a hideous massacre
in an office a couple of blocks from me. Now yesterday, the helicopters were hovering again, and I felt this sinking feeling. It turns out there was a man living in the neighborhood who has spent the last two years in prison for possession of a sawed-off shotgun. One of his family members thought it would be nice to hire a cleaning crew to fix the place up. When the cleaners went to the basement, they found guns, ammunition, explosives,
and instructions for making bombs and booby traps. The state police bomb disposal crew was working well into the night under the lights of the news crews. I think it's about time we moved.
Oh, yeah -- I forgot about this one