As everyone not in a coma realizes, hurricane Katrina just beat the stuffings out of the gulf coast. I've been distracted by a few other things, so frankly I haven't been paying any attention to the news. I haven't been catching any of the details.

Major hurricanes are a yearly occurrence. Coverage is pretty much always the same. I wasn't watching. I didn't see. And I made a joke out of it. Starting last night and ending a few hours ago, my blog title was "Katrina Tossed My Salad - I mean really tossed it. It's spread out all over my neighbor's lawn."

And then I read an ABC News article. I got as far as the line that read "hundreds, if not thousands, of people may still be stuck on roofs and in attics, and so rescue boats were bypassing the dead."

The city of New Orleans is underwater. Half a million people are homeless. Even the shelters are being evacuated. Corpses are floating in the streets. And I made a joke of it.

I'm ashamed of myself. And I'm so very sorry.