The Telephone is Ringing

Several interesting messages on the answering machine tonight. Apparently, there's a person named "Mike" who owes a lot of people a lot of money, and who knows how to score crack. "Mike" has either given several people the wrong phone number (and I'd do the same, if I owed hundreds of dollars to some pretty unsavory-sounding people), or all of Mike's "associates" are completely innumerate, or Cory's been moonlighting as a crack dealer and using a pseudonym.

Come to think of it, two nights ago, somebody called offering pictures of my husband kissing another woman for $100. Maybe that third theory isn't so far-fetched, after all.