The wonderful thing about the Internet is that those of us who are addicted find ourselves looking for a hit in the oddest places. This morning found us checking the Wi-Fi signal at a grungie truckstop, then driving through a small town looking for the public library. We found the latter, complete with Dell workstations, in a town called Rock Spring, Wyoming.

Once we logged on, we discovered Murphy is alive and well and haunting our communications. First, I accidentally sent my latest limerick to all of you, instead of the select few who are regularly subjected to such torment. Hope you liked it.