I think a crazy person might be stalking me. Hopefully he doesn’t read my blog and won’t see that I’ve taken to calling him (or her. . .aww, heck, we know it’s a dude) “crazy person”.

I found this note on my news van recently. It was stuffed into the door after I got home. Yup, the crazy person knows where I live.

(sigh)

I’m not too worried. Just remember, avenge my death (but let’s hope it doesn’t come down to that).