Kathy, could there be someone else with your name with bad credit? Collection agencies will call around looking for people to anyone with the same last name.

It could be a scam, but I know that in the above situation, the agency calling can only give out very limited information or they can end up liable for a whole bunch of privacy violations.

If anything similar happens again, I'd also worry about identity theft.

Here's a (spoilerific) direct link to the review in question.

Somebody make me work! I am a lump of unfocused distracted dont-wanna today, and I have to get all this shit done before they upgrade the software this weekend, because I know we'll lose at least two days of work while they figure out what went wrong this time.

I have a weakness for the CM guest star (well, all of them this week), so I had no problem buying what they were selling. And the bad guy was creepy nasty and I had much feelings of helplessness.

If anything similar happens again, I'd also worry about identity theft.

Oh, God, now I'm really worried. I don't have time to fix anything about this today, so I'll have to contact my bank tomorrow and see if I can get my credit report (they offer a free one annually, IIRC) and see if there's been anything hinky going on.

This is some fucked-up shit.

Too unfit to run: Two-year-old who smokes 40 cigarettes a day puffs away on a toy truck

Taking a deep drag on his cigarette while resting on the steering wheel of his truck, he looks like a parody of a middle-aged lorry driver.

But the image covers up a much more disturbing truth: At just the tender age of two, Ardi Rizal's health has been so ruined by his 40-a-day habit that he now struggles to move by himself.

The four-stone Indonesia toddler is certainly far too unfit to run around with other children - and his condition is set to rapidly deteriorate.

But, despite local officials' offer to buy the Rizal family a new car if the boy quits, his parents feel unable to stop him because he throws massive tantrums if they don't indulge him.

His mother, Diana, 26, wept: 'He's totally addicted. If he doesn't get cigarettes, he gets angry and screams and batters his head against the wall. He tells me he feels dizzy and sick.'

I have no logical, rational, or constructive anything to say about that story.

I have no logical, rational, or constructive anything to say about that story.

Yeah. It kinda' sits there, like a big cloud of WTF hovering overhead.

Like Zenkitty, I have work to do, and I am sort of staring blankly at it, instead of actually doing most of it.

There is something fishy about that story to me.