As an aside...to nothing at all...

Nearly finished with disc 3/6 of Ellery Queen. I love Jim Hutton so much I started reading up on liver cancer. The risk of it in North America is so low, it seems likely he either had hepatitis B or was a real drinker. I'm not judging. My mom died of breast cancer, and had practically no risks you could list. Except being female.

Anyway. Last night I had a zillion dreams. In one of them, I was going around doing something or other with a person who, on waking, I recognized as Robert Downey, Jr. In the dream, I kept putting my hands on his chest. It was lovely. He kept letting me, but that's as far as that went. There were other concerns. Like, whatever, right? But that's how dreams go.