[Boomer]

Luddites! You are calling US Luddites!

Ohhhh, Mr. Tony, Mr. Admin, Sir, those directions were awful.

And now! What if Handie can't find his head because it came unscrewed when he tried to follow your directions! It might have rolled away or somebody right here on TOTV might have grabbed Handie's head and started playing keep-away.

His head could be lost. He could be out there right now. Driving all over TV. In a golf cart. Out there. Trying to find his head. Like some modern day version of that headless horseman in that story about Ichabod Crane. And it is all your fault because of those lame directions.

And then you probably caused another Linda to have a flashback to that awful night when she got talked into an Astronomy Club meeting in some dark cow pasture. And uh oh. Yuck!

And then. And then. After Mr. Boomer recovered from thinking Linda Blair was in our backyard, spinning her head around, he started telling me all about something to do with ham radio and meteor showers. Something about meteor scatter and he explained it and explained it. I did not understand it, but at least I did not have to try to look fascinated because it was dark out there in the backyard.

And we never did see the meteor showers.

(Whoops! It's after midnight. I am not supposed to be typing.)

Goodnight.

Boomer