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And speaking of mice...

Oh? We weren't?

Well, we are now, aren't we? And besides, since it's clear that you haven't been paying attention, I did talk about mice earlier this week over here and here.

(And all this ongoing mouse-talk is clearly Eve's and Emily's fault for sending me a gorgeous book on the making of Stuart Little.)

In April 2002, when I was still filled with youthful optimism and trying to write for a living (as opposed to now being just old and still attempting to write for a living), an interesting story happened to cross my path here in Baltimore which inspired me to write another sequel to that animated film "An American Tail."

Here, especially for your Thursday/Friday torture pleasure is a copy of the article I wrote.

Why, perhaps you already do look like a "star" and you just don't know it yet!

In case you have a scanned picture of yer mug and a sudden burning desire to find out which hunk or starlet you resemble, follow Kellen's lead and go over here.

I shamefully admit: Amidst the throes of boredom which is my life and some severe caffeine withdrawal symptoms (if you pay even an iota of attention to this site, you are bound to notice that I tend to blame all the lame things I do on a lack of caffeine) I caved and I also did it. I thought for sure no one who has ever reached "star status" on this earth got there by looking anything like me, unless they made it in the world of radio broadcasting. (In which case they definitely don't have my voice either!)

But the computer begs to differ, apparently. Because according to my submitted picture (and no, you will NEVER see it so don't even ask!) I look like: