Somewhere in all the books on all the shelves in the bookcases in our house is a bookmark. A very special bookmark. There’s something peeking up out of the drain. Just eyes, nothing more. Spooky eyes. The kind you don’t really want to find looking back at you in the middle of the night. The caption reads Be A Lert. We need all the Lerts we can get.
Right now I think that bookmark is more useful than the AOL alerts for comments in my journal. Where’s a Lert when you need one!