Fuck crazy people in What's up

I don't want to put this on Facebook, because I have too many local connections. We knew TWO of the people murdered Monday at the Navy Yard. Washington D.C. is a pretty small town, so the chances we were one or two removed from some of the victims was good, but...shit. Anyway, one of them was a long-time friend and co-worker of Frank's, shot in the head as he sat at his desk. The other we knew less well, but he was president of the local Rotary and in our "circles." He was shot in the back.

The world is not a safe place, and it's not for pussies. I keep reminding myself there are wonderful things in life and not think too much about how quickly the best things can be ripped from you.

I'm not in a great mood.