we shouldn't, except in the sense that you care about a backed up septic field. since that dark, dark day in october when this yahoo called "havril" (no doubt russian for "hack") started a blog, i've followed along, gripped by the same sort of morbid fascination that makes you unable to turn away from a Car Crash. the difference between blogofhavril and a car crash, however, is that with a car crash, tow trucks and ambulances eventually cart away the wreckage. but havril (or "hackvril" as i call him) sticks around, an enduring and grusome eyesore on the paved shoulder of the information superhighway. i want my eyeballs back. this has to end.