So, a whole lot has happened since the happy-go-lucky days of January. Apparently now we're marching off to war. Is it the North Koreans who reportedly can fly a nuke right up my left nostril here on the west coast? No. We're going to war for my neighbors.

My neighbors seem like upstanding young citizens, they're procreated times two, and have the following vehicles: A four door sedan, a full size wagon, and an SUV. The other day I was out washing my own ecologic indiscretion (a new compact wagon) when I noticed there was another, much larger SUV in the drive across the way. A brand spanking new Chevy Tahoe. Neighbor came out and commented on the car-washing weather. I asked him about the new addition and he said he might sell off the smallest of their collection, but that they needed the fucking huge SUV you know, for the kids. They have maybe 60 pounds of combined child weight! Here I am gnawing my fingernails over buying a new car at all and they go off and buy a fourth car that drinks 13-14 MPG.

Bring on the war people, because we certainly know our priorities!