Thanks for pointing out “The Price of Salt”. I was trying to read the cover and thought it was “A Patch of Blue”.

There was something about his eyes shining in the dark that made me suspicious.

A guilty pleasure of mine is to loiter around the coin-sorting machine at the supermarket, because there are often coins that run through instead of being conseved. Usually it’s pennies, but there are often Canadian coins, British coins, or euro coins. I got a loonie once! I was so thrilled! I might save other odd…

For a time the US and Canadian dollars were equal in value, so Canadians would just take the US dollars. I’ve seldom seen US merchants accept Canadian bills, though, unless they were near the border.

I prefer to keep it simple and use local currency. Also it makes me feel more like a local, but I could be wrong. In France I did have to use my debit card a few times , which I normally never use, at ATMs, because outside of Paris the banks didn’t do currency exchange.

Depends on the card - I get charged for currency conversion when I get home and pay my bill.

To leave this tragic reality and step into fantasyland for a moment, I can’t help thinking “poor Archie - he’s gone through so much trauma already.”

You never know what goes on in those quaint rural villages!

Sadly, running females seem to trigger the predator mechanism in the brains of some male humans.

I’m old enough to be his teenaged mother, so I already feel pretty mortal right now.

I watched “Free Solo” on the National Geographic channel, biting my nails, even though a) I knew Alex Honnels made it up the rockface, and b) I had already seen the film. At the Oscars I was pleased to see that evidently he is still with his girlfriend Sanni McCandless.

That’s her husband’s name. She took his last name upon marriage, but what is HER name? I mean, “Offred” is a name, too...

And here I thought it was Fyvush Finkel, which it couldn’t be since he’s deceased.

I don’t know whether to be sad that the sign-writer and cohorts got so little out of their schooling that they have to work at Sonic, or pleased that said members of the proletariat had the guts to refuse to be treated like dirt.

Somebody has low blood sugar and needs a snack.

It will be interesting to see whether the tone becomes more graphic and ugly, like the series. I hope not.

Angie Dickinson, telling it in flashbacks?

No, the heroine had “It” - i.e. sex appeal, coined by novelist Elinor Glyn. You’ve heard of “the It factor”?

When my first husband was terminal, if I called people, I would deliberately be all perky and “Hiya!” so they would know it wasn’t the dreaded call. Then when my second husband died unexpectedly, though he’d been ill, I used a sober tone: “This is Mom. Call me when you get a chance.” That way they could tell right…

Being serious for just a moment: if someone dies in the middle of the night, wait until morning to call people. Unless it is imperative that they see the body right away, they can’t do anything about it, so you should get some rest. That goes for notifying medical/hospice personnel if the person died at home, unless…