Nauseous

Recently I taught Roger's wife how to post to his blog so that she could take on most of the publishing responsibilities. Today I was confused when I got to work and people were hounding me about "an arm" and "Roger's cafeteria". I emailed his wife asking WTF and she explained that there was a new blog entry. The word "arm" is in the post's title. It can't get any better from there. It doesn't. A shell hit his mess hall, and a man who was doing the behind-the-scenes work lost an arm. I feel like throwing up. This is way too real.