
"A rooster was chasing the mayor in front of Town Hall, a hog rodeo was in progress on the town green and, above everything, a small man in a model dirigible floated over the square, dropping firecrackers."
"The Shroud of the Thwacker" -- page 139
Yes, once again, I am waiting — just biding my time until my surgery appointment on Wednesday. Am I nervous — maybe a little — do I still...