This morning, I sat down with my granola and Diet Mountain Dew, ready to begin my day. As my hindquarters hit the couch, and before my hand could reach the remote, I noticed a strange presence sitting in a chair in my living room. I was surprised, but somehow I recognized this intruder. "Jason Tyner?" I asked. Tyner nodded. "How did you get in my living room?" "You're imagining me here," he said. His mouth did not ...