There’s a new reality show coming on soonish that has to do with casting a Broadway revival of Grease.

We saw an ad a few days ago, and I have been singing “You’re the one that I want” steadily since then. It would be bad enough if I were singing like Olivia Newton-John, but it seems I find it necessary to sing like John Travolta instead.

If I disappear suddenly, Steve has smothered me with a sofa cushion and dumped me in the neighbor’s pool.