post script for 9/11

p.s. i forgot to be specially depressed today over september 11. there are so many ominous depressing things these days, that i guess it slipped my mind until i read my old friend fred's blog "time is your weakness" i do remember what i was doing that day. i was taking kid #1 to the doctor and kid #2 was not yet here upon the earth. i was driving and listening to some stupid "new music" station, when the retarded, college-age dejay woman interrupted a song to say, "uh, i just heard that, like, an airplane just hit the twin towers in new york or something. isn't that, like... weird? like, i think something is going on, but like, nobody knows what..."

when i got home, i turned on CNN and watched it all day. my kid was only 3, but we had NPR and CNN on all the time. he saw the airplane crashing over and over. all the kids at our politically correct pre-school were knocking down block towers with airplanes for weeks. crazy crazy world.