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I've posted a couple of times in the past that I go into an annual period of the "fall crazies" for reasons not entirely known. They set in around mid-August and clear up around mid-October, which means I'm more or less in full bloom at the moment. It's an... interesting time of year.

However, at least my crazies go away. Some people, not so much.

Exhibit 1: They're not out in the desert looking for Steve Fossett and his missing plane. Nooooo, they're really looking for a missing 150 kiloton nuke.

Someone call Jack Bauer.