Haunted

Well, it finally happened. I was watching one of those all-news t.v. channels this afternoon when the screen went to not a two-way but a three-way split, allowing three of those dime-a-dozen commentators to appear simultaneously. It so happened all three were young blond women, all the same age, all wearing their bleached hair in the same long style, all looking alike, all sounding alike, all saying the same things previously said by better-known commentators. I couldn't help myself as I burst into song, "Three blond mice / Three blond mice / See how they run / See how they run . . . " I frightened my parakeet.

-Old Gargoyle