What better anodyne is there for healing ears scorched by ugly rhetoric than some sweet music? Last Saturday night, I heard the following song, by Portland based Eux Autres and was immediately taken by it:
I have to confess that I blasted the song four or five times while working the graveyard shift on Sunday morning... "not going home tonight" indeed!
Also, any Sadlynaughts know what the hell's going on at the mothership? The browser's acting like it's just not there. I think I'm just a little skeered and afeared, so I need some reassurance that everything's okay. Maybe the hamsters running the generators at Sadly Central are just a little fatigued?