Hookers...

I envy those of you that have that filter, that "I don't want to think about that" filter, that allows you to hear the screams of all the cattle ahead of you, and the splashes as their guts hit the kill-floor, and tell yourselves it's the wind. I wish I had that. Those of you that don't have that filter, welcome aboard. Don't be tempted by madness or depression. There's work to be done.

If you're wondering why I mention hookers, I get more hits that way. Sad but true.