Game shows are designed to make us feel better about the random, useless facts that are all we have left of our education.

Just for the record, the weather today is increasing turmoil with a possible physical and emotional breakdown.

The photographer in my head says: Give me peace. Flash. Give me release. Flash.

The unreal is more powerful than the real. Because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it. Because it's only intangibles, ideas, concepts, beliefs, fantasies that last. Stone crumbles. Wood rots. People, well, they die.

Nothing happened, and nothing kept happening.

People are all over the world telling their one dramatic story and how their life has turned into getting over this one event. Now their lives are more about the past than their future.

Maybe we should always assume the worst.