Stuff Happens

A spy has reported to me that some unknown vagrant managed to tape Taryn Brodwater's cubicle with a, probably illegally obtained yellow tape. This tape suggests that because this is a crime scene, no one should cross. While I can't think of anyone that would be so crass as to stick the Cops/Crime reporters nose in it, especially when her nose isn't doing so well,(can you spell allergy attack?)

After questioning all of the reporters and editors present, none offered an explanation. One wag suggested that perhaps the little people did it. Personally, I suspect the night janitorial crew. You know, the ones without green cards?

I chatted with several possible suspects, but all remained mute. The news editor was missing, (which does not bode well for this weeks news) The photo department was dark. Obviously they were out attending a Ukulele concert by Jesse Tinsley. I can only surmise that lacking any other evidence, it must have been an Associate Editor,you know, like the one that hung around shabby chicks last weekend.

Since the editorial staff at the Spokesman-Review is busy preparing for the e-mail sexplosion from the prosecutors office, we will just have to wonder ... Say, what happened to my mentor. You know, Wondering. The very nice lady that named me "Sweet Herb." A woman with an obvious talent for...well, talent ...