My sister Minda has bought a new mattress cover. It seems dubious, made of a heavy plastic, but she drapes it on her couch or somewhere, and sort of half-sits half-lays on it, and wow! It is really comfortable. It's of a sort of plastic with a broken-up texture, like some tablecloths I've seen with fuzz on the back side, so it doesn't crinkle or anything.

But the best feature, I tell her, is that if you call their customer service you get to talk to Ronald Reagan. She seems to regard this with an amused disbelief, but I assure her it is true. As a matter of fact, she does have a question, so we make the call. It is indeed answered by the real Ronald Reagan, but then when we get him on the phone we forgot what was the question she had for him.