Frank, we could probably tape one or the other for you. We don't watch either, but it's easy enough to program the VCR and give you the tape the next morning on the train.

Sweet! For some reason I thought you had a different option for recording shows. No idea why. I'll let you know when I know the definitive dates (and I'll get a tape to you the next time I see you).

Lately I'm all about the savory, and thanks to all y'all I am now jonesing bad for a cheddar cheese scone. Which the campus fancy-pastry place stopped selling a few months ago. Mournful now.

I hate change like that. When I finally find something about a place that I like, I get all discombobulated when they yank it out from under me, like a formerly yummy carpet.

2. The State's Attorney offered her a deal of 40 months in jail. She didn't take it. And, indeed looked like she was thinking, "Like hell I'm going to jail." To which I was thinking, "Listen, bitch. You stole my shit. You're so going to jail." So, we're going to trial.

Love the BadAss Justice ChiKat! Thief's getting a new address to go with the identity. c/o Crowbar Hotel, IL.

6. The detective handling my case is SMOKIN' HOTT! Dear me.

you should take him out to dinner to thank him.

Most of my postal workers recognise my face. Which weirds me out. When I come down to check my mail and the postal worker says "Here, this is yours." and hands me a FedEx package I feel a little exposed. But I'm like that. The postal worker that delivered to my previous address would hand me my mail without prompting either, when I bumped into her.

Don't like things in my scones.

ChiKat, I'd recommend you get it on with the detective.

Whole Foods used to have a cinnamon scone that I was just crazy about. I think they still have it biut added an ingredient that I can't eat, or something.

ChiKat's hot detective is giving me Days and Nights of Molly Dodd flashbacks.

In my head, ChiKat's hot detective is being played by Kyle Chandler.

Okay, I gotta beat this project plan into submission.

Jimmy Smits!

Am making Actual Progress. TAKE THAT, STUPID SCHOOL.

I had the same postman the first 15 years of my life. Sometimes on our way home from school, if he saw us before he got to our house, he'd hand the mail to us to deliver. His name escapes me right now.

Yay for justice-dealing!Chikat, and especially Yay! for yummy detectives. My favorite driving ticket experience was when a very nice Lake County sheriff pulled me over for an expired car registration sticker--he was a pocket Peter Gallagher (in his sex, lies and videotape days) clone. Seeing him at court a month later was a bonus!

Our power cut out three times in 20 seconds - each time for about half a second. Anyone else in the Chicago area having power problems?