It Never Faiils

Sometimes, even humorists have a bad day.  Such as yesterday, a 10-hour series of unfortunate events which culminated in my screaming at a motorist who cut me off in Menlo Park when I was actually mad at someone who had been unspeakably nasty to me earlier in the day.

But, no matter.  Whenever I feel like I want to jump off the bridge or perhaps put ground glass in my mean colleague's coffee, I simply log on to my favorite web site.  It never takes more than 3 pages to get me back in a good mood.  Try it!  Stuff On My Cat.