As far as starts to the Week of the Killer Quizzes go, this one is a little more solemn than the usual. One of the units in my building was attacked with gunfire a few days ago. No one was harmed, but there's some question about the nature of the incident. If it was an attempted burglary, we can hope the thieves won't return now that the police are aware of their activities, but if the shooter was interested in attacking the woman living in the unit, he might come back. That's bad enough, but since our units are all so close to one another, stray gunfire puts us all at risk.

I haven't mentioned this to any friends or family yet: I don't want to alarm them when neither they nor I have any control over this situation. I might have to move out, yes, but that's not a swift process, and there's no guarantee anywhere I could afford to live would be free of this sort of violence, anyway. I don't want to make an emotional decision—or be pressured by well-meaning loved ones into doing so. Instead, Sev and I are sitting here drinking rye whiskey and preparing quizzes. Which are not a cure but are a solace. ( Shall we? )