Last night there was another mass shooting.  One of the stories stated that this was the first mass shooting since last weekend.  As if it is just another event that has happened like a concert or a game or a marathon or just the things that people attend, without a thought.  

The killer had mental issues; maybe PTSD after serving in Afghanistan.  Legally purchased a gun.  A perfect combination.  As in Las Vegas, Florida, Connecticut...the list goes on.  How much longer are the American people going to put up with this?  When will our elected officials truly address this and not just issue the same old useless platitudes.

So, this is what I woke up to, today.  If I could have, I would have just stayed in bed all day.  The sadness was overwhelming; incapacitating.  But, duty calls; LaTawn is out indefinitely and Dorothy had two much needed days off.  The political advertising season was much more intense that anyone had anticipated.  WKQI, unexpectedly for me, had more political advertising than it ever has since I've been doing traffic for it.  Lotsa last minute, manually added commercials.  But the urban stations, which Dorothy traffics, was political advertising on steroids.  I tucked my sadness away and went into work, only to be faced with many salespeople who are either lazy, useless or clueless or any combination of the three.  My sadness channeled into unreasonable anger that I couldn't control.  I am now at home trying, to no avail, to temper all of this out of control emotion the only way that I can since there is no one here for me to engage with or offer me any comfort of solace.  And since I made the stupid decision about two months ago, to take myself off Prozac, I am sipping copious amounts of Smirnoff Caramel vodka.


 

Maizey Blue's brand new sweater.  Thanx, Kayleigh, it's lovely.

timely picture of my little girl