Despite all my wearing of green and the smile on my face and the bright blue sky surrouding Seattle, I have fear in my heart, along with millions of other people. War. Fucking War. Should I even BOTHER to watch the Bush address tonight? Don't we all already know what he will say? What's the point in enraging myself further by even having to look at that man's howdy-doody face?? I will be in a bar drinking something like a Black-n-Tan or Bailey's on the rocks and I'll be toasting my dead Irish grandmother and I'll not get very drunk because there is too much fear about our impending future and I need to save my "cracking up" for the privacy of my own home. I'm gonna go home and play the entire 1st Killing Joke album...

do the jerk * do the frug