You never really know how much you use and need something until you lose it. Especially the tiny things that you can easily take for granted, like your left pinky finger. Or, in this case, all the letters under your left pinky finger. Over the weekend, something happened to my keyboard and 5 little letters just stopped working. Now, had this typographical hiccup concerned the middle of my keyboard (say the much-less used y, v, b, h and u keys), I'd probably still be bumbling along, reading like a bad, drunk joke. Instead, I lost half the letters in half the passwords I use for everything. I couldn't email, I couldn't bank, I couldn't check my IM, I couldn't check my work mail. I basically couldn't do all the stuff I have this box for. Thank god I still had my Craigslist!
So, apparently 3 young boys (ages 8, 9 and 11) have been charged with raping an 11-year-old girl. I want to clip out this story and carry it with me, so that every time someone asks me why I don't want to have kids I don't even have to say anything. I can just turn the radio to some increasingly annoying and/or talentless station (I hear Imus is coming back, that should do) and whip out this article.
Who the hell WANTS to have kids in this culture? I don't get it. Seriously. If I managed to get pregnant, I'd feel obligated to homeschool and swaddle the kid in plasticwrap everytime he had to venture out into the world. Maybe I'm just getting too old. I dunno. I just know that people are either becoming increasingly distasteful or I'm becoming less capable of excusing it.