1. A going-stale baguette inspires both our lunch plans and a rap to explain said plans to John. It rhymes “to say” with “today”, and “salami” with “tummy”. It is *Q*U*A*L*I*T*Y*. (It was this “good”, though this is just a tribute: “Q, to the U, to the A, L I T, Y my rhymes are ace, they are quality”.)
2. Kaufman comes into the office and meows a quiet hello. As it’s the first time I’ve seen him today, I tell him that wasn’t good enough and on cue, he meows again, louder.
3. The smell of the rain floats in through the window.
3b. Packing away our winter socks.