Well, bubbles must burst and we all know this having heard it from six bazillion different economists over the past year or so. As one of my co-workers said a few days ago when the Dow dropped 400 points in one session: "Yeah, that economic recovery is going reeeeeally well." So now, is it any surprise to hear it from a politico? President Moron's approval rating has fallen into the 60s. And I couldn't be happier. People are finally realizing that the man actually hasn't done much at all, and his administration is running this country into the ground -- or at least allowing others to do it. So it's almost a year later and despite our vastly superior firepower and our Gallant Way Of Life and all of our technology... and we haven't caught Osama bin Laden yet? I'm still waiting for a picture to pop up of him standing in front of the White House, kind of like the Tourist Guy.

Either way, I'm still getting on a plane this Thursday night. And I found out, coincidentally enough, that one of my co-workers is taking the same flight that I am. Same plane, same flight, same night. It's almost like extra assurance that we'll both make it to Boston just fine. It's what happens when we get off the plane and attempt to navigate our ways out of the city -- that's when all hell breaks loose.