You know, I'm in a really good mood today. I'm in a remarkably good mood considering the morning I've had. First, I woke up at 6 am this morning to the feeling of something cutting into the back of my neck because I'd somehow managed to get my fingers hooked into the chain of my dog tags. Nice. So I took them off and went back to sleep. Twenty minutes later, I get woken up by the tornado sirens going off, so I get dressed and go outside to take a look around. Nothing obvious, so I turn on the telly to catch the weather, and what's the first thing I hear on the news? Some fuckstick jumped up on stage last night and shot Dimebag. And all this before 7 am.