Honestly...

Honestly, could things be more fucked up? I have quite a bit of visual information to share, but I dropped my "transfer" camera (don't ask) and the big camera is stuck at the studio. The whole thing's a nightmare. Then I find out that my friend Earl and my namesake Geoffrey are going to the Super Bowl and instead of being man enough to rejoice in good fortune, I'm jealous. Or envious--whichever suggests a smallness of spirit.