the world is a mess and I just need to rule it.

You're on a plane that's being hijacked or that is crashing. If you have a cell phone, do you make a call to a loved one? Do you stay on the phone until death? Do you hang up? What do you say? Imagine that phone call.

If Osama bin Laden was involved, what does this say about religion? Is this a good enough reason to be an atheist?

Should we rethink the anti-assassination policy?

What is it that is going on? Is there more to come? Will our response be something that ends it, or will there be a second strike? Will we get past the diplomatic rhetoric and actually do something?

Okay. Another story of a personal phone call. The whole thing rattles me, but these are the stories that get to my core. Hearing that Barbara Olson called her husband twice from the hijacked plane that crashed into the Pentagon brought it home. Then hearing that poor woman on ABC recount the conversation with her son who died in the Somerset crash. This makes it real.

I've spent the entire day online. To me it is completely normal and fine. But I am sure my family thinks it is nutso. Eh. I guess I should get a second line or maybe cable....

I can't keep my head on straight. I want so much to go do something else. I want to get involved in something else. I need a distraction. But I can't concentrate on punto chiave C or the politics of reality right now. I need something. I just don't know what.