I was checking out at the grocery today and the clerk said "six sixty-six." The woman behind me gasped and I turned to her and said "Good thing I'm not superstitious, huh?" The clerk laughed, took my money, and gave me my change.
The Fairfax County Library is disposing of a lot of classic books, like To Kill a Mockingbird. They're not getting checked out often enough, so they're making room for the books the public likes.
My brother just called. Dad has become combative and doesn't know who anybody is, so he's in a nursing home. Rick said he was looking into how Dad & Sue could give things away to family so he'd get to Medicaid sooner and I told him that's illegal and when the feds find out, they make you pay that much before Medicaid anyway. He wasn't happy.
