I know why I get it, because I have, at various times, subscribed to Skeptical Inquirer. I just wish they'd send me the magazine and not all the other solicitations and stuff.

I got it from the Steve Allen Theater - I guess there's a connection between the two now - but I unsubscribed using the link in the email and it seems that actually worked

I don't get any email from them. I get lots of catalogs and stuff in the actual mail.

I guess I better prepare myself for the deluge, then.

Maybe you should pray for it not to come.

Sooooo.....

I had a dream last night. Chris and Lisa and I were guiding a group of Russian tourists around downtown LA. Somehow, I got separated from the group. I had no way of getting home, so I went to call Bill to come pick me up. I then discovered that I had accidently switched cell phones with one of the Russians. Russian cell phones (at least in the dream) are powered with raw eggs. Having no eggs, I tried to find a payphone. Just then, a boat pulled up to the curb. It was being driven by a former friend who I have not spoken with in 8 years. He offered to take me home, so I climbed aboard. As we headed down the street I realized that all the roads had turned into canals. He took me to my old apartment in Fullerton. I told him I don’t live there anymore, and that I live in Long Beach now. He told me that I was still living in Fullerton last time we talked, and therefore, it was still my home. I thanked him and got out of the boat. When I turned back towards the apartment, it had turned into my current home. The end.

Sounds like the makings of an Oscar-winning short film!

So, I am currently at one with the Cadbury's milk chocolate mini-eggs, the ones with the crispy shell.

I'm sorry, I'm sure treatment is available.

I read "I'm IN one of the Cadbury......." and pictured a scene from James and the Giant Peach staring 3894 and a Cadbury Egg.