"There he is again!" I stopped my DVR and

"There he is again!" I stopped my DVR and looked at the paused screen. In the background, stood a man with a rucksack, cane, wire rimmed glasses, stripped shirt, and stocking cap.

I made a call. "Hi, America's Most Wanted? Yes, I have a lead on Waldo. He was an extra on the 'Franklin and Bash' pilot. Do I get a reward?" Suddenly, I heard footsteps outside.

I looked through the keyhole.There was Waldo in his trademark red striped shirt and blue pants. I broke out in a sweat. How'd Waldo find me?Did he tap my phone? He rapped the door

and I tried to hide from him. I found the fetal position to be beneficial in situations like this. Calming. Reassuring. But he was persistent in his rapping. He

then announced to us that he would do a cover of "Informer" by MC Snow, the greatest Canadian rapper of all time, smoke filled the stage as he grabbed the mike,

who didn't like being grabbed that way. Mike felt very violated by MC Snow's fondling molestation. It was not comfortable, and everyone in the audience was watching. This was

his chance, though, to show off his acting talents 'cause You-Know-Who was sitting right there in the front row, watching the whole scene intently. Mike was a method actor, so he

was good at acting grumpy. Mike got up in front of 'you know who' & declaimed: "A horse, a horse, my kingdom for a horse!" A pantomime horse shambled on from stage left. But its ba

What? You don't believe this story? You don't think it's true? Pssshhhh! Listen, punks, and listen good. Life sure ain't no fairytale. The sooner you understand that, the better.