Angelique back home from their dinner.

In the meantime I sat up alone waiting for this young man to bring me his brand-new Bruce Lee glow-in-the-dark puzzle that he was selling on the Net. I suppose I'll put it together and just have it framed someday. After all I don't see my granddaughters disassembling it and putting it back together again for fun.

I wish he'd stayed longer, for tea--I always want to know the story behind the item I'm buying and the person I'm buying it from. He was, however, in a hurry to go to Arlington Memorial Chapels, where it's the last night of his grandfather's wake. How could I tell him that his grandfather was already inside his car with him? Bwahahahahahaha!

I'm sure his name was fake, but do I care? How lucky am I, anyway--such vendors usually insist on meet-ups in some far-flung, inconvenient location, and here he was, delivering the thing right at my doorstep!

Now, how many crazy, completely insane, people in this world have a 1,000-piece, glow-in-the-dark, Bruce Lee puzzle? Bwahahahahahaha!