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When I moved to California from the DC area, I took my phone number with me. I’d had it for a while, and I’m not good at memorizing numbers, so it seemed logical. Plus, everyone back home could call me on  [more...]

Here’s the third bizarre occurrence that greeted me on my return home: ants. I found a line of them marching across the countertop in the kitchen. I tried desperately to trace where they were coming from —  [more...]