I might feel sorry for Officer Blix...if he weren't up against Priscilla, whom I like infinitely better than him already.

I'm left-handed, but my kindergarten teachers tried to force me to be right-handed. I never got the hang of it, and I quickly learned that using my left hand would Not make me blow up (as my four-year-old brain had imagined would happen). I'm terribly happy I did, but my handwriting is still atrocious. I was their first leftie. (My sister was their second, a year later.) I am, however, hopelessly directionally challenged. Period. End of Discussion.