Summerview

To the residents of Mockingbird Lane (and their well-meaning, but intrusive friends);

You may have woken up this morning to find your street roomier than yesterday. This is namely due to the absence of a certain large blue pile of semi-sentient temper house. Please do not panic, investigate, or try to cleanse the site. (Especially with sage.) Also please don't call Nick's cellphone; he's not going to reply, that would be creepy.

The house will return eventually, everything is okay. Ultimately is this really any weirder than the Halloween Block Party Fiasco in '00? Just relax, quit calling my dead dad's phone, and lets all focus on more important things. Whatever the hell those may be. Cars? Puppies? The struggle to import cosmetic-grade alcohol in bulk amounts after your main supplier get hospitalized cheating (badly) at poker? Coffee?

PS: Also there is no absolutely no need to get the чертовой Barrier Patrol involved in this. None.
PPS: I am serious about the sage.

If you can get the flu and haven't had your flu shot yet, come by the Minute Clinic and get one NOW. No excuses, it takes 5 minutes.

See you later!

Josie's Arcade is looking to hire. Good with machines? I could use help with maintenance. Love kids? Save me from the prize counter.