I have been getting a deluge of rent checks the past few days at work. What's up with everyone waiting to the very last minute? I got a check from John Grisham. I would love to fanticize that the famous author lives here and I could go visit him and he could help me with my short story and tell me what a wonderful writer I am and how he wants to hook me up with his agent. But then, when I think about where I work, I think that if it really were THE John Grisham he must have fallen on very hard times because his rent is only $579 and the building was built in the '40s and not in a good way.

Oh well, somewhere near me, maybe in my own house, there is a future famous author.