I would like to point out, I have had a strange 24 hours.

Last night, I was up late, as is often my habit on Fridays, and just before I turned off the tube, I saw twin midgets on an infomercial for some get-rich-quick real estate scheme. Twin midgets. Selling a real estate scheme. I thought, did I just see that?

And this afternoon, Mister and I went to the Chinese buffet. It is in a largely Hispanic part of town, so many of the other patrons were, understandably, Hispanic. I listened closely to the music on the stereo system, and it was..... Silver Bells. Christmas music. I'm at a Chinese buffet, surrounded by people speaking Spanish, listening to Christmas music. I thought Peter Funt might jump out at any second.

My fortune said, "You will soon be sitting on top of the world." I said to Mister, that probably means I'll trip coming down the stairs, and land on top of the globe in the hallway.

What else can possibly happen?