When I started this one I was hoping to tell

When I started this one I was hoping to tell you a little something that I am about to make up as I type and listen to Joe Walsh and his wah wah. You did not see it but there was a

optical illusion embedded in Fold # 1. Do you see it now?The problem these days is that people *think* they see & understand. Take Joe Walsh, for instance. He is not what he seems.

Joe Walsh would wake up every morning and eat a bowl of Honey Nut Cheerios. Now this may seem basic but look past the boring habits and see deep. Joe Walsh is a man of mystery.

To Joe, those Honey Nut Cheerios were more than a basic routine...they were part of his morning ritual which he must never mess up or something bad would happen.

But this morning, the unthinkable. Joe prepared his ceremonial bowl of Honey Nut Cheerios as he always did, lifting the oat circles individually from the box into his bowl. But

when he pulled out one of those green clover marshmellows usually found in boxes of Lucky Charms, the implications had Joe reeling. If Honey Nut Cheerio boxes could contain

In the windows of the haberdashery. The millinery next door had a fedora hat calling my name. I bought it, no questions asked. It fit perfectly. Joe took my picture and framed it!

Strangely, the fedora that called my name from the milliner’s window didn’t utter a peep when I got it home, despite asking it repeatedly “What’s my name?” I was going to return it

Being as lazy as I am, I kept postponing the idea of returning it. Soon, I had forgotten about it, when one fine day in the summer, it screeched!