I heard a story on NPR this morning about heroin being the new crack.

They said you can get a bag at 80% purity for $4! (vs. the 70's when a 20% purity bag ran you $30).

Spent the rest of the morning trying to think of things that are cheaper than a $4 bag of heroin.

Night before APE there was a party at Last Gasp Books office. The owner has an incredible collection of weird old stuff like these original hand painted Carny/Circus banners. More pictures on the response page...

Woe betide unto thee, citizens, should you need to call the IRS toward the end of February. I've been on hold for 45 minutes. I'm reminded every 45 seconds that if I hang up and call back, I might as well kill myself. That's annoying, but what's worse is they are ruining the Brandenburg Concerto for me, much like Alex was inadvertently given an aversion to Beethoven. They keep playing the one part - that one part that everyone recognizes (even if they don't know what it's from, they recognize the tune). Over. And. Over.

Somebody shoot me.