The bag, boss.
Hmmm. What's the capital of Missouri again? Was it Kansas City? Can't remember. I'll just enter "undecided," that will suffice. Okay, next question... how much does the moon weigh? Full moon or half? Oh, yes... the blog. As you can see, I'm at loose ends here. Just killing a little time between sessions. Matt put down a vocal the other day. (I wish he'd stop putting me down, man. I'm trying my BEST!) Next it's my turn, but first Marvin (my personal robot assistant) needs to go in there and clean up the tracks a bit, do a little of his magic. (What kind of magic? Can't say. It's magic, damnit!) So while I'm just sitting here, I'm filling out crosswords, completing puzzlers, and... well... opening our overinflated mailbag. Some of these things have been sitting in there for six months or better. (I think I spy a christmas present.... from 1970...) Here's one from Osmond of Reno, NV: Dear Big Green: I understand one of you lived o...