Some hold that Hell is other people.
Today, I'm inclined to disagree.
At the moment, I'm of the view that Hell is having one's plan to kill a couple hours before meeting an old friend by wandering the streets of a city one used to know really well twenty years ago thwarted by pouring rain.
And while I currently have a dry place to hang out, the internet connection is very slow. And there is no outlet in sight. And my laptop battery is running out of juice.
Yeah, OK, it's a pretty mild Hell. Nonetheless: Boo! torrential downpour! Also: Boo! slow internet connections!
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I remember like it was yesterday, the anti Hillary rhetoric flying around during those final weeks of the election. People were making statements that seemed to be based on actual sources, though the sources themselves were not crossing my path.
Boo Universe! Boo American politics and your absence of choices!
For me, one of the most heartbreaking images of Katrina was a picture of a dying dog, resting underneath a junked car.
Republicans are upset that, at the most recent CNN-hosted Republican presidential debate, a member of the audience who turned out to be a Democrat asked a question: