For several days, I'd been finding an improperly recorded message on my answering machine at home. The speaker chattered about "where I will be" (Larry's Pizza, 6 p.m. Thursday) and inviting "you" (that is, me) to join him to show Big Government politicians what's what. But the recording started a little late, so that the speaker wasn't identified and I didn't know who was asking me out. I found out in a news release today that it's the creepy Dick Morris, who comes to Arkansas far too often to suit me. I'll pass on the pizza.