Shitting on graves

  I saw a man shitting on someone's grave yesterday.  I'm guessing there's a great backstory there.  The creepy thing?  We locked eyes as I walked past, and he looked at me like it wasn't no thang.  Hell, maybe it wasn't.  Seemed rude though.
  What else?  Nothing to rant about lately, Amadeus and I have decided to operate under a new mantra: Hapathy.  In the face of fusillades of mind-numbing bullshit, we shrug and grin like idiots.  It's been working so far.  I'm so laid back these days, you may want to check me for a pulse.