Today's OED Word of the Day ("Scandal") informed me that in the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries some writers referred to tea as "scandal-water," "scandal-broth" or "scandal-potion." Usually, it was in reference to gossips drinking tea. I shall start referring to my tea as "scandal-potion."
The music on "Jazz After Hours" on CBC 2 sounds like scary old-timey sci-fi music. Weird.
Meg was looking for her "snappy clips" (for her hair) and I heard "Snuffy flips".
I guess I'll get back to work now. Our power went out briefly this evening. I'm glad I'm on a laptop and it wasn't an issue. The power went out because it's ridiculously windy outside, and so it sounds like a murder mystery outside my window. If the power goes out again, I'm convinced that, when it comes back on, I'll discover that Meg's been blugeoned by a candlestick! And I'll have to solve the crime, using my abilities as a historian, and then that'll start me on my career as a crime-fighting historian. I'm going to have to get a typewriter.
Or something like that.