When I lived in Baltimore, I heard gunshots routinely on Saturday nights. I am glad y'all have reminded me about this, because I can look back and be greatful that I have such a peaceful life now -- even though I do miss the many good things that a city has to offer, such as museums, interesting galleries and stores, college lectures, wider variety of films and newspapers and artistic people.

At any rate, this dope shot his girlfriend, then tried to shoot himself, but was out of bullets. Then he and his friend go to a convenience store across the street to pick up a few things and get caught on camera and soon arrested. Now that is just plain dumb! "I hurt so bad, I better get me a cigarette and a bottle of beer"?????

Thanks for the concern and empathy, everyone.