Why do I think that there is nothing to be
afraid of when I see a leopard? Is it because
I only see leopards on TV? But then again,
if that were the case, I would also not be
fearful of gorillas and hippos and rhinos.
And I am not. Man, there is something to be
said for a TV. Besides the usual, it is like a finely
tuned zoo-prison filled with loud animals
who show their teeth but who are not
scary at all because of the protective shielding
that protects us from them. Until, of course,
they master the art of cathode ray space travel,
and learn to journey on a tiny light beam no
thicker than 1/1000th of a strand of human hair into
your bedroom and sit down next to the sofa with
the candy bar on it and then show their fearsome
teeth and devour you or something. Or perhaps
I should also say, if "I" master that ray. Luckily,
the cathode ray works both ways.

I like my new life: I have two kids and a
nice house and my wife twitches her nose
to perform supernatural acts that make every
day tasks much easier-although my boss is still
a little high strung, my lunch is black and white,
and my neighbors, nosy.