Weird day today. A friend, a good friend who I've known for decades expressed "worry" that I might drop dead from being fat. Actually she said: "I worry about you" and then proceeded to tell me that another friend wanted to do an "intervention" which I later found out was not true. It was handled so cavalierly. It wasn't a "sit down" or an intimate conversation. She said it in passing, almost as an aside in the middle of a phone conversation. We weren't even talking about weight. It caught …