With all of the blathering about the census, federal funds, and the "omg fill it out or the government will have to spend money sending someone to your house to get the info" hysteria, it frankly amuses the hell out of me as I am out and about to see plastic bags plastered with "Census 2010" in red swinging in the breeze on doorknobs and fences in the country.
At houses that are boarded up, overgrown with weeds.
It's tempting, oh so tempting, to take one of those bags, fill it out saying that three ghosts live there, and send it in.
Incorporeal Americans? Bodily Challenged?
What do you think?