I journey to the east, where I have been told, there are men who have taught death some manners.
I went through a Tom Robbins phase in my later college years. When I lived abroad, I used to give away copies of Still Life with Woodpecker along with a pack of Camel Light cigarettes as gifts to my ESL friends. So it was a real treat to see what I remember as my favorite, Jitterbug Perfume, on the L Taraval a few mornings ago. The reader and her traveling companion had some big bags with them. Perhaps they were setting off on an adventure somewhere. On my bus ride home later that day, a woman walked by me, followed celebrity bodyguard-closely by an aggressive wall of sweet jasmine-esque eau de parfum. And I smiled.
Between The Lines 