So, the lady of the house is working a jigsaw puzzle on her Improved Personal Amusement Device (that's what it means, right?), and complained that the last piece wouldn't stick. Being a smart a. . .lec, I promptly announced "I'm on it," licked my thumb and poked the screen with my finger.

It worked.

If my body don't turn up in a few days, well, that's probably best. Tell my mother I loved her.