Hello,

I have three mod little dots in lieu of a name or title. You don't even know what that means, how that thrills me- I'm broke for omens recently. I thought there was a really good one the other day, the kind I'd want most living in a civilization that valued haruspices and readers of birds: was cooking a pair of eggs. I broke one and two yolks came out. In the interval, I wondered whether the other would come out a twin as well, and that's it. And where it could be creepy, hormones weren't involved- these were, of course, vegetarian hormone-free cage-free free-range treehugging chickens from whom these eggs came. But then other eggs came out twins as well, something like six of the dozen, so really all the upshot there was was that my eggs came out yellower than usual.

I also have a kind of boil on the side of my face. Last night we went dancing and I would try and be smooth, or something, but the boil set out to sabotage my efforts at dancing instead of player-hating (come on, I'm white) by making faces and undercutting my comments at every turn. Were I a saint, a hero or the Ubermensch, I wouldn't even know what I was saying, and the boil would never have existed.