Monday, November 2, 2015

True dat.

The mouse is gone. Yesterday, it apparently had been crawling around in our bathroom and then fell into the bathtub. I heard it scratching around trying to get out. I yelled at Steve to dispatch it. Eventually he trapped it and put it outside. I would have drowned it.

I read Victoria Thompson's MURDER AT ASTOR PLACE this weekend. 1st of 18 in series featuring Sarah Brandt, a midwife in turn-of-the-20th-century New York City.
After a routine delivery, midwife Sarah Brandt visits her patient in a rooming house?and discovers that another boarder, a young girl, has been killed. At the request of Sergeant Frank Malloy, she searches the girl's room, and discovers that the victim is from one of the most prominent families in New York and the sister of an old friend. The powerful family, fearful of scandal, refuses to permit an investigation. But with Malloy's help, Sarah begins a dangerous quest to bring the killer to justice?before death claims another victim.

Published in 1999, it has 288 pages.

Rest in peace, Fred Dalton Thompson.

I met him in 1991 while working on a movie in Livingston, Keep the Change. He had a smaller part. I was in the production office. When his work was done, he left his alcohol for the other office PA, Chuck. Very nice man.

Tonight I have NCIS: Los Angeles to watch. "Unspoken": The team searches for Sam’s former partner, Ruiz (Anthony Ruivivar), who disappears while buying a deadly explosive during an undercover operation.

 Much love,
PK the Bookeemonster

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