I had a singularly frustrating experience today- or rather a frustrating experience that I will now work to make singular. On August 22nd I mailed a box of books from my home in southern California to my home in Manhattan. To make this long story short, my books may or may not still be in the box, and they may or may not be in the mail recovery center in St. Paul, MN; or perhaps just the box is there, or maybe some of the books are there. They don't know. And it took me an hour to get an actual human being on the phone. So maybe I'll actually get my books back... I hope so... they're my babies! Normally, I would just take the insurance money and start buying replacements if it came to that... but my high school yearbooks are in there... To use a set-up provided by Dirk Gently- "Damn and blast the USPS!"

In other news, and I really can't believe I'm having to talk about this, people are still outraged at the "politically incorrect comments" (meaning, it seems, comments that don't lend 100% support to every government action [of course, this exception to the first amendment is only applicable in times of crisis]. So the moral of the story kids- when there are troublesome times the government is infallible. Oh yeah, and the Bill of Rights goes out the friggin' window) made by Bill Maher on his show. Now not to steal anyone's thunder, and not to claim that this conclusion was reached by only me, but when I last checked, Bill Maher's show is called Politically Incorrect.