Yesterday I changed blood pressure meds and I couldn't fall asleep. I
decided to just relax in the sofa for the night with the radio on low.
I was drifiting in and out of alertness catching bits of a talk show
run by some guy named Phil Henry. I could swear Cecil was on the show,
there was some belligerent caller, an old guy who could fight his way
off hold. I kept hearing some noise like a small animal scratching and
just ignored it until I thought of Cecil. I checked the windows, doors
and found nothing. I then discovered that the netbook computer my wife
and I use for travel and emails was making a noise. I had accidentely
left it on and the hard drive was going a mile a minute. I turned it
off, rebooted and found someone had downloaded most of the files
wirelessly. They got my emails, internet purchases and other stuff I
put on the hard drive. I suspect but can't prove it was Cecil. Cecil,
if you show you had the files and deleted them I'll give you your
journals back. Just please leave town. I'm finally too tired and off
to bed.

Ron Wilson