The first: Saturday night Mr. Isbell and I saw Inglourious Basterds at Brewvies, and a lot of the time I couldn’t help but think, “Illinois Nazis. I hate Illinois Nazis.”

The second: While I never had to be a juror last week, that trip to Florida I was worried about is happening tonight and tomorrow. So I’m hitting the road and Toby is currently sitting next to my overnight bag, looking worried.