Can I just say, I detest the phrase “my heart goes out?”
What in the hell does this mean? Why has it become the official national phrase of Maudlin Americans™?

There is a gas leak, and my car is a few yards from it, behind the yellow caution tape. I can’t go home. I haven’t had lunch, and Diego hasn’t been walked since 6:30 this morning. If you can read this  [more...]