A couple jiggers of rye.

September 1st, 2005 — news

Wouldn’t it be nice if, instead of a “double shot of espresso,” you could pound a couple jiggers of rye into this coffee? Then go back to work and pimpslap the boss? Yeah, that’d be great. Not gonna happen, though, fella. You’ll finish your pastry, grit your teeth, and get back to the grind. Bottoms up!

My oh my. But seriously. Oh my.

I feel bad about feeling so good while people are doing so poorly.

We are out here like pure animals. We don’t have help,” Rev Issac Clark told the Associated Press news agency outside the city’s convention centre, where dead bodies are still lying in the open.

People have faced shoot-outs and some reports say martial law has been imposed in some areas. Armed gangs have moved into some hotels.

Some have been breaking into shops, houses, hospitals and office buildings.

Thieves used a forklift truck to break into a pharmacy, AP news agency reports, while dozens of carjackings have been reported.

I’ve made my donation, and honestly wish there was more I could do to help, but for personal reasons I’ve been walking on sunshine for the last couple days, and it’s difficult to break free of my happy myopia.

My best wishes to all those displaced by nature. Life will find a way.

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