I saw a story on the Crappington Post (which, in true CP fashion, was actually referencing a story on TMZ) that said Sam Donaldson had been arrested for DUI. So, when I saw the accompanying headline on the page that read, “White House Reporters Hammered During Obama Press Conference,” I naturally assumed they broke out the eggnog a little early.

Sadly, it turned out to be a story on how they were “hammered” for asking Pecuniary Precipice questions during his press conference on gun control (I mean, it’d be like somebody going to a Jim Boeheim presser and asking basketball questions). And of course “hammered” meant there were several somewhat irate “tweets” about it. Oh, Huffington Post, your headlines always get me. This is mostly because, from what I understand, they run their headlines through SEO software (that’s Search Engine Optimization) in order to ensure as many clicks as possible.

This is why headlines like “Reid Slams Boehner” (which I think is actually a chapter in 50 shades of gray) turns out to be something like Harry Reid says Speaker Boehner “is mistaken if he believes the Senate will pass ‘Plan B’.”

He should have called it “Plan 9.”

Speaking of gun control, whattya think? Will they pass anything? Or will it all just fade away with the holiday season (until the next time some nut gets hold of mom’s assault weapons). I kind of think if they do pass something, it will be some watered down piece of shit littered with loopholes and exceptions.

In fact, everybody’s second-favorite assault weapons poster girl (behind Patty Hearst) Diane Feinstein was proud to announce that her new bill “…includes exemptions for more than 900 specific weapons.”

So, that should work, right?

Today is the last day of Autumn, and the weather around here is expected to follow the plan and turn cold. It seems we’ll have a white Christmas this year after all. This isn’t exactly something I’ve been dreaming of, though I will admit that everything looks a lot nicer when there’s snow covering the dormant grass and leafless trees.

Speaking of Christmas (or, at least, the holidays) my little work group is having it’s celebration today (we’re thinking of it as the Pre-Apocalypse Luncheon). We somehow lucked out this year and don’t have to deal with the full, multi-group, awkward get together that we’ve had to suffer through in years past. So today it’ll be just the five of us, which will be much better because I actually like the people I work with and don’t mind spending time with them.

Unfortunately, it looks like we have to come back to work afterwards, which kinda sucks. Even worse, we have to come to work tomorrow.

That’s a piss-poor way to spend our last day on Earth.