Skip lunch

Why, when I get home, does Squeaker sat and stare at me for at least half an hour? Is he wondering who I am? Or is he trying to freak me out?

Maybe he is the one responsible for the clock radio shenanigans.

I don’t know what it is. Is it fear of change? Of having to pack? It’s just that yesterday when I came home from, well, my other home, I sat down on the couch and just realized that I am very comfortable  [more...]

Boing Boing today notes that the US Postal Service has specific instructions that you can follow to send a letter to Santa Claus… and to God. The USPS will see that the letter is received at the proper place  [more...]