Apologies...

...to everyone who is really losing money but my worrying about "theoretical" money is quite worrisome.

...to Annie and Frank's dog, "Puppy," to whom my sack of garbage was not available for consumption upon leaving the house this morning.

...to John McCain, who has a quasi-respectable record (for politics) and is behind in the polls.

...to Barack Obama who is being attacked for some hopefully reaching and incidental matters and remains ahead in the polls.

...to the four-dimensional version of myself who has been damned for eating a sizable quantity of fruit sours and popcorn and skipping his veggies last night.

...to everyone who feels that Pluto is not a planet because, with my joining a facebook group yesterday, I am taking my devotion otherwise to the next level.

...to the fucker on Boise Avenue, the other day, who was upset when I observed a school zone speed limit.

...to everyone who feels like frisbee golf is a sport. I don't personally feel like golf is a sport. There, I said it. It's a game of skill (if you're not smashed and yelling at your fellow players) and I won't deny that. There's just a lot of standing around. No sport should require driving around in a vehicle. And any game with frisbee in the title can't be called a sport unless there's an "ultimate" in front of it. WHY? WHY CAN'T YOU PEOPLE COME AROUND TO MY WAY OF THINKING!!!

...for the outburst in the previous paragraph. That was uncalled for.