So there I am, sitting on the couch, minding my own business, absently reading blogs and half-watching my TV boyfriend, Keith Olbermann, when suddenly I hear a little tune, never heard before within the walls of my house. I hop up and follow the quasi-musical sounds to the kitchen, where my adorable pink cell phone is nestled all snug in my bag, singing its heart out to let me know someone is trying to reach me.
I have received a text message!! Well, actually three of them!!! From an unfamiliar phone number in my area code!!!!!
Here, in order and in their entirety, are the messages:
6 on neu con nghi trang la ban thi
6 hua bao gio trang lam dung buon chuyen gi nhung
6 Dung dang ly trang goi cho dung nhung biet
Now either my phone is speaking in tongues, or I have just received an encoded message from Lord Peter Wimsey and Miss Harriet Vane, or this was a very wrong number.
I’m going on the second theory. Wasn’t it in Have His Carcase that they solved all those ciphers?