A Pennsylvania school district went on lockdown last week after a student’s “Fresh Prince of Bel-Air” ringback tone (“shooting some b-ball outside of the school”) was misheard as a mass shooting threat (“shooting people outside of the school”) by an overly vigilant receptionist at the student’s doctor’s office.

Tell me the student was sent off to live with his relatives in L.A.

Once a couple of guys, up to no good, start making trouble in your neighborhood, it's only natural that your mom would get scared and say "You're moving with your auntie and uncle in Bel Air."

Heh. That is sort of ridiculously hysterical.

I am filled with Buffista love this morning. Like every morning, really, but I just thought I would say it out loud.

Mwah! And back atcha.

Adorable giant baby Newfoundland pup.

And I believe that this edition of Cakewrecks is of interest to many here.

Buffista love is a powerful thing.

Aww, Buffista love.

Buffista love has sometimes been the only thing that's kept me going, especially in the last year.

You're my family, just as much as my blood family is.

{{{Amy and family}}}

Stephen is no longer surprised when I say, "Yeah, I know someone who makes cigar-box guitars," or "...someone who went to Moldova" or "...someone who's a law librarian," or whatever. He now assumes that if you're a Buffista, you just know everybody.

::hugs Maria back::

I'd love for you to come up here, when you can. We'd feed you right and Sara would ... well, talk your ear off.

Amy, I will. I promise. Best friend from high school lives in West Philly, so it's not inconceivable I'd find my way to West Chester.