...occassional flaming bag of dog poop on the doorstep, and somebody reprogrammed all my speed-dial settings to call 1-800-HOT-GUYS, but nothing major until now.
After changing out of my smurf pj's and downing a big bowl of Count Chocula cereal, I went to see some of the secret service folks to complain about the message scrawled on the lawn. I told them about the defacement and my suspicions about the author of the crude note. They advised that they would run a few tests and get back to me.
I spent most of the rest of the day playing Webkinz and trying to win Quizzy's Challenge. My current high score is 26! I had pretty much forgotten about the morning's disappointment, but was reminded by the entry from the Chief of Security. He announced he had mixed news about the tests they had run on the urine scripted message. His exact words were:
"Mr....
Follow us on Twitter