To get this thread back on track...
I happened to be at the gym on an elipitical trainer. This one was equipped with a TV and I had my headphones on listening to the TODAY Show. Matt Lauer put his hand up to his earpiece and leaned forward with a quizzical look on his face. Then he said a plane had hit the WTC. My first thought was that a civilian pilot had really screwed the pooch, or had just committed suicide. Either way, I was interested, but not terribly concerned.
That continued until the second plane hit. By that time there were cameras on the scene, and I saw the second plane hit.
I remember stopping my training and turning to another gym rat on the machine next to me. "That was no accident," I said. "We're under attack and that may have been the beginning of Armageddon."
I then grabbed my gym bag out of my locker, double-checked to make sure my Glock was there, and drove home to Bunny. The rest of the day was spent in front of the TV and on the Internet.
Like most everyone else who posted, I'm still not over it. But, life goes on...