They found half a man in a suitcase in my neighbourhood.

Skim milk, wild rice and arborio rice, simmered with a little brown sugar and half a madagascar vanilla bean, stirring slowiy. Serve on half a peach, peeled.

Are you me?

I would do the absolute opposite: sleep sitting up (!) with my back against the wall, all lights on, blankets off, absolutely convinced that wicked things would be stopped dead in their tracks by my unwavering stare...

The indisputable logic and wisdom of Calvin's Dad never ceased to amaze me...