The problem with internet shopping, which I do all the time, is that is it quite nearly impossible to tell what size anything is. For reasons that will probably sooner or later become clear to readers of this blog, I take a lot of pills. A whole lot. So I decided to buy one of those handy-dandy pill organizers. I found a delightful website, designed to make me even more suicidal at the approach of my fortieth birtday (9 days, and counting). It's called productsforseniors.com. On it I found what I thought was a nice, generous pill organizer. What arrived today was the size of my ARM. I kid you not. At least a foot long and as thick as, well, a cucumber. Or something else that thick. Thicker than what you're thinking.