It's a nice feeling, to fit into my jeans again. Results. Cause and effect. That's what it's all about.

There was a shooting in Capitol Hill yesterday morning. A young man at an undead zombie rave party left briefly, returned with guns and shot, killed, and wounded party-goers. The wounded stumbled outside to the neighbors and begged for help. It's reported that the young man went upstairs and shot through a bathroom door where two people were hiding. He missed them both, but killed others, execution style. Finally, when confronted by police, he turned the gun on himself.

Nobody knows the gunman's motive. Or why he spray painted the word, "Now" outside.

Some days you just wonder, what's the point?