Trying fetchingly to get into the spirit of the site here and act like a hermit but I'll have to train myself to not speak to the check-out ladies and the carry-out kids and the mailman and my neighbor and my stuffed Wishbone. "Of course I can stop talking," said the turtle being rescued from a raging river by an eagle that extended a long stick to the turtle who grabbed it in his mouth and was hoisted above the torrent but he obviously didn't and therein lies a tale to discourage too much discourse.

I observed a sta-range tendency in myself today. I was watching a French film, The Gleaners, with English subtitles, and searched high and low for the remote to boost the volume of the dialog -- which I couldn't understand a word of ! When I discovered I was sitting on it, I was so relieved. Still couldn't understand a word!