Two: Charles Manson is up for parole soon and has always said that if he gets out he knows the town he's going to live in. Guess how far it is from my house? Less than 15 miles. Why that town? He says it's the one town in America where you could for certain get away with murder.
Three: The World Maid-Rite Eating Competition is happening here in town, soon. Do I join? I don't even like maid-rites?
Four: I have a lot of thoughts on wind-chimes and wind. Mostly stemming from the fact that my wind-chime is on the ground because it was blown there by- you guessed it- the wind.
Sadly this cluster of activity is too much for me to process in any sort of coherent way, so I'm just going to walk away.
Caleb "I hope Charles Manson doesn't kill me" Shreves