I didn't get my newspaper this morning.

This worried me a little, because today happens to be my 30th birthday. I was picturing some sort of "Logan's Run"-style scenario, and perhaps the Los Angeles Times had realized I wouldn't be around to pay my subscription bill next month, or even tomorrow.

But I called the "I Didn't Get My Newspaper" hotline, and a replacement copy was delivered.

Original comments...

Mitch: I confess, Jim. We stole your paper. Tried to replace the cover page with your Wanted poster, but we ran out of time. And markers. Sorry.