Burning Bird does her usual great job of boiling down what's gone down. What I've expressed as my lack of emotion/grief/loss/tragic dismay/empathy over the Columbia Shuttle mishap has had some bloggers wondering if they know the real me. And now they know a little more of this me than they knew before. It's gettin realer and realer. Does real = ugly? Sometimes. Yep.
Welcome to my soul.
Infrared night vision gear advised.