Wow, this week flew by. All week Frylock and I were this close to actually having a phone conversation, but one or the other of us was in the middle of something. Even Guido is hard to get on the phone these days -- last time I chatted with him I was hunkering down in the living room with Da Chimpz watching Cops on TV. Guido didn't think it was such a good idea to have them watch that. I told him I use the occasion for drilling home certain object lessons.

"Tell me, Mojo, how well is that guy lying right now?"

"Not well at all."

"Do you think that cop believes a word he's saying."

"No, he doesn't believe any of it."

I also like watching Cops because it gives me a chance to see how things are going in Florida. It reminds me of the stories Bazzukajoe tells about what he sees as he drives to work each day. Fark is also good for keeping up with the Sunshine State -- it has a distinct Florida label to mark the bizarre stories that emanate from that state.

Tonight, we're eating chicken pot pie for dinner. And, yes you know it, I have to say it out lous the way Ren did in Space Madness.