1. Tim and I were watching a show where someone murdered someone and hid their body in a freezer. I went into a long dissertation about how one might get rid of the body by, for example, dissolving it in acid. Then I suggested that the person who murdered the other person had done a terrible job of hiding the evidence. His reaction? “Good to know.”
2. Does anyone else remember a time when we used to hand pieces of green paper to someone and they’d hand us goods in return?
3. I’m at a very Dickensian point in this quarantine where I’m turning stale bread into croutons. It’s artisanal rosemary loaf, so no one should feel sorry for me.