We clogged the Costco check out line today with three hundred dollars worth of essentials. In addition to the fifty-five gallon drum of olive oil, the too-heavy-to pickup box of soy milk, the left flank of Mt Washington turned into toilet paper and paper towels, we (okay, I) bought the new Michael Connelly book.

Priced at a buck or two above what the paperback version will sell for, I couldn’t resist. The young lad helping box our stuff said to Diane ( I was off using the facilities), “I’ve read only one of these, but I liked it. The main character’s name is Harry, but doesn’t he have a longer name?” Diane, not a fan or even a reader of the Harry Bosch series replied, “Hieronymus.”

Adam and rakkity, set your Barcoloungers to “easy reading.” I should be finished by next weekend.