i keep hearing it. Today is the day we get bombed bigtime.  If it doesn’t happen today, repeat this message tomorrow.  

Yes, we’re all crazy with fear, but no supermarkets are overwhelmed with customers, no banks are having a run of cash withdrawals, and I spent 6 hours at the hairdressers today to look exactly the way I usually look. (The hairdresser doesn’t have a safe room much less a shelter.)  Maybe there are fewer diners at open air restaurants.  Maybe.  There still are parties and jokes aplenty.  There is even an ad for sexy nightwear – “When the attack comes, you’ll be a bombshell.”  

Ah yes, we’ll die laughing.