Mental Health Days -OR- Takin' A Break

Teh Stupid is a blur. It's piling up, swirlin' `round and accumulating fast.
It's a blizzard of stupid. Indoors ain't a whole lot better. Stupid oozing from every portal and orifice. 2010 is a lock for Teh Stupid Hall Of Fame. Distinguishing this from that transpiring stupid is a fool's errand.

Timmy's in the well. Can Lassie save the day? The settlers are cut off and surrounded. Is there a cavalry? Will it arrive in time?

My Stupid Relief valve has blown. It has reached the point at which further exposure risks serious, permanent damage on personal levels. Since blathering on about the singularly stupid when stupid is the standard, it's time to seek tranquility base.
Some foothold, or at least, a perspective from which to fight on.

"I will not fear. Fear is the mind-killer..."