While you were out

I was a receptionist in a Calgary office back in the late 70s when we smoked cigarettes at our desks and had drinks at lunch. We used little pink phone message pads back then, where you would record the name and number of the person who called and then put a little...

Lost in a conspiracy

Was there ever a Furby in your house? Did you ever wrap a thick blanket around it and stuff it into a box deep, deep in the cellar? Because those darn things looked harmless, but they would wake everyone up by squawking and yelling unbidden in the middle of the night....