It should be mentioned that my dear friend Willyyyy, the wall calendar, has a girlfriend.  Her name is Shabamm (two "m"s) and she is a pillow with a face.  She is very proud of her independence, which is very understandable considering she was able to grow arms — complete with hands, fingers, and opposable thumbs — out of sheer willpower.

Anyway, she doesn't come around much because, ever since she grew her arms, she's been on the move.  She dropped by today to tell Willyyyy and me about her latest adventures.  She's only a pillow, so she counts on us to remember things for her from time to time.

I won't be doing any fighting for today, that's for sure.  The effects of the cereal are still wearing off.  This gives me time to look through all the newspapers I can find online.  Who knows?  Maybe I'll stumble on a clue.