I had the most terrifying “my god, you’re right!” truth bomb dropped onto me recently. It was this lil nugget o’ knowledge: (I kept this image small. For obvious reasons.) This inoperable tumor on the fear lobe of my brain that normally tells me, “Just squash it! Hit it with a book!” has been the bane of every non-sleep since my reading of it. What do I do? Murder this.. Read More