I am 'A beacon of gloom to a world drowning in hope.' Oh yes, I fucking am. You should get right over there and read the whole thing. There's a lot of that 'hope' shit to wade through, but it's totally worth it for Mr. B's response to my admittedly overly verbose comment.
I do my best work, drunk and inexplicably cheerful at four in the morning.
Today's Title and Lyrics - No one does prescience like our Bob.