Anybody can pull a rabbit out of a hat. For my 200th post, I wanted desperately to pull a hat out of a rabbit. But then it occurred to me that I’d first have to feed a hat to a rabbit, and then PETA would get involved, my wife–who belongs to every conservation and animals’ rights society known to man–would move me into the garage, and, to top it all off, all I’d have to show for my efforts would be a fairly nasty hat and a rabbit with a grudge.

So, instead, I’ll just say “Holy crap! That’s a lot of posts!”

Live and let live, rabbit. Live and let live…