The bride marched down the aisle from the altar and one-punched her into unconsciousness, then resumed the wedding.

You know, that's the kind of wedding where you don't have to wonder if the bride's really committed to the guy. For the right sort of groom--and it certainly seems like this one is that sort--it would be a touching story to tell the grand-kids. "And then Grandma laid Trixie out--with one punch!--and proceeded to marry my ass proper." "Yay, Grandma!" And Grandma in the kitchen muttering "Stupid bitch had her chance, he's my man now."

By the way, have y'all been watching Scrotal Recall on Netflix?

Man, I just had such a good massage that I think I left my brain in a puddle on the floor under the table. I definitely fell asleep a couple of times. I'm glad I don't have much else to do today.

Oh, Maria. How awful. All my best to them in this tragic time.

Ah, the first end of school kid drop off of the new school year. I expected more chattering from the kids.

Oh god, Maria, how terrible. I'm sorry.

Holy crap, that's horrible, Maria.

Thanks, everyone. It's absolutely terrible for his family. His life choices don't make the outcome surprising, but his mother is all torn up that she didn't do enough to keep her son on the right path or get him off of the wrong one. He was headed to Tampa at the end of the month to live with his uncle and get a fresh start. The gun and drug culture continue to rack up victims.

I'm sorry, Maria. That's terrible.

I'm so sorry, Maria. How terrible.

I was thinking this morning that I should try to go get a massage after work but right now I feel like I don't have the wherewithal. Pretty sad when getting a massage is too much to manage. [I've got salespeople making trouble for me on all sides. Do not want]