Honey, I'm Cured!

Had my last session of group therapy tonight. Obviously I can't say much about it here without violating confidentiality, so I'll just say it's over and it was at a point where it was ready to be over. I am, overall, feeling better than I did when I embarked on therapy all those years (!) ago, even if my external circumstances may appear to have taken a slide. I'm still taking the head drugs and will probably continue to do so for the time being.

In other news, well, this takes a bit of explanation for those of you who don't get the Atlanta Journal-Constitution. The AJC has a daily column called "The Vent", which is basically written by the readers. People call in or email little bits of things on their minds, or, more often, one-liners and bits of bumper sticker philosophy. It's a bit like restroom graffiti without any obscenities and a little more wit.

This was in The Vent today. I am not making it up. I am typing it verbatim.

Satan created fossils of dinosaurs and early man to dispel biblical teachings.

I have no words.