I left my cellphone (and jacket) at Em's all weekend by accident and picked it up yesterday to find someone in Sacramento had tried to call me 4 times but left no message.

Today I got their call. It was a marketeer from the drawing I entered outside Dickens Fair (the bait was a trip for two to London), calling to verify my address, marital status, and income. I knew it was going to be an "I'm-not-interested-buh-bye" call when she told me that they wanted to offer me some 'fahbooluhs prizes' for attending a 90-minute seminar. It's jus amazing how long those folks can talk without stopping for breath.