Help! I've been kidnapped! After an amazing trip by plane, car, boat, and school bus I thought I had found a nice home in Winston. It was a very comfortable transparent jar, so I could get a good view of the old automobile (ca. 1937) I was under. Well, I was only there a couple days, when this guy opens my jar, dumps everything out, spots me, and stuffs me into his backpack. Then, after a couple days in Holden, it was back downhill in the school bus, down lake Chelan in the boat, and across the cascades in a car. Now I find myself lost on a messy desk, amidst a pile of papers, candy, sunglasses, pens, and just about anything else you could think of. I could easily be lost here for months, considering the housekeeping skills of the owner. Luckily, he left his laptop sitting nearby so that I was able to send this plea for help. Please, if you're anywhere near Everett, Washington, come and rescue me!