AHA !!! Somebody DID drop by. I just took some burger out of the freezer and discovered that Dr. McGillicuddy was here and left half a pony of Fireball Whiskey Shooter. Not only that, but, upon surveying the kitchen counter, I spied a shooter glass with a thick, golden coating on the inside that smelled distinctly sweet. I sniffed aroud around a bit more and discovered an open, full can of Bud on the mantle by the stereo. Not leaving any stone unturned, I took stock of the contents of the fridge and found 8 unopened cans of Bud. I've got a hunch that either a party went on here or that I drank copious quantities. I'll have to dust for prints, after I drown some aspirin with a Bud. The plot thickens.