the face of Everyman had spent the morning musing about a conspiracy theory he might put forth at the meeting of the Grand Masters of Destiny, Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa Lodge 99. The venerable sage forgot that on occasion Galactic Law & Order folks tuned in. The near miss by the Proton Ray was meant as a friendly reminder; a shot across the bow, if you will: “Drop the sharing of cockamamie conspiracy theories.” Everyman immediately switched his thoughts to knock, knock jokes and menu planning.