unexpected visitor

So, I was sitting on the couch last night watching some episodes of "Scarecrow and Mrs. King" (I have a HUGE crush on Bruce Boxleitner, but that's another blog post...) when all of the sudden the doorbell rang. Katy and I looked at each other, then I looked at the time. Almost nine o'clock. Who would be coming over to my house at this time? I don't have any friends (no really, I don't) and I hadn't gotten a text from anyone in my family alerting me to the fact that they were coming over. Weird. But, since it's my house and I can't ignore when someone's at the door like I do when I'm at other people's houses, I got up and went to go answer it. I looked out the front window first, but no one was there. Weird. Pulled open the door and started laughing. Justin Timberlake came to visit me! Seriously. He really did! Okay, so it was just his bobblehead, but how many of you can say that Justin Timberlake mysteriously showed up on your doorstep on a Friday night? That's what I thought. Katy and I had a good laugh over it (the thing is actually *really* creepy. It sits there and looks at you. We had to turn it around so it wasn't facing us on the coffee table...). I'm pretty sure it was one of my brothers who found it at Goodwill or something, but that has yet to be confirmed.