Like Chad's, Jerome's third eye is open. Less than a month ago I dreamt that I was going down the staircase late at night and was surprised to see that all of the ground-floor lights were on. When I entetred the living area I saw the white, boy-mannequin dancing with Prtincess, the cafe baby.

I told Jerome of this dream, after which he disclosed that the white, boy-mannequin had been disturbing his sleep several times.

We are both glad that our neighbor Glenn is now the new owner of the white, boy-mannequin. for he claimed it on a recent, Bilbo Baggins afternoon.

Jerome continues to be visited by transients at night, though.