A little snow was scattering through the air this morning as I took Da Chimpz to school. Yes, it's getting cold around here. After dropping them at the door I swung around to the Giant Beagle to get some coffee beans and a Post. Noticing a strange building boom in the area. In the crappy little strip mall on Bagel-y Road is an auto parts store that has been there for some time. In the last few weeks a box-store opened almost directly across the street selling, yes, car parts. And only a couple of blocks east they are clearing the remnants of a long-defunct gas station in order to build, according to the sign, yet another auto parts store.

Finally, someone around here is making sound investment decisions: no one's buying a new car anytime soon so they're going to need replacement parts to keep their jalopies on the road. Gonna be like Cuba soon, with aging old cars kept alive with spit and string.

But at least we'll all own shares in GM!

I was trying to sum up the strange sentiment that currently grips the nation. It's somewhere between "woe-is-me" and "Underdog, you've come to save us!" Pathetic in any event. I'm tempted to label it "The Audacity of Hobbes." But that's not going to make much sense to the people of northeast Ohio. Leviathan? Wasn't he a quarterback for the Bengals?

Well, they can take their Lucretian pessimism and shove it up their marxist Che-holes. I particularly enjoyed today's news story out of Jersey City -- the local councilman who unzipped from an upper window and pissed on the crowd below. Finally, a Democrat who tells it like it is!

Well, I'm heading downstairs to watch Alane play on the Wii. I think she rented the new Guitar Hero game. Wonder which songs they have on that (please, no more Foghat).