I hope there is plenty of toilet paper on the "Ode less travelled." I'm not sure what is causing this but I notice that I gravitate toward the poetry section in the book stores these days. Worry that the time is moving faster? Shorter attention span? A year or two ago I was worried that I might have too much money left when I cashed in my chips. Thank heavens that is no longer a problem.
The one in the middle refers to a lady who had already written a nice little memoir, then perhaps unexpectedly lived another couple of years, and decided she was worth at least another book. The first was "Coming Into the End Zone" written in 1991. I guess she wanted to treat football and baseball equally. Yes, she is still going strong at 90 years, according to the folks at Wikipedia. And she has written a number of novels and other things. She is an amazing lady. I can't wait for the next memoir about the last 15 years.
Especially the one on top. In the fine print of the "Gravy Train" I see another candidate—"The Butter Did It." My all-time favorite was "Paradigms Lost" which was almost entirely unreadable as it was physics and mathematics. I had not even looked inside as I hastily plucked it from the $1 shelf of remaindered books. Professor McInerny is fond of double meanings as well when he writes his mysteries: "Savings and Loam" comes to mind but there are many more.
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