Call me Ishmael, or….
Call me Insane. Recently, I cannot recall how long ago, being the pauper I am, I was perusing old books at an ancient book store. Call it the pre-Kindle, pre-e-book era. I thought I would go on a trip, but having no income to outlay for such a venture I imagined I might escape in a story. Then I saw, on the shelf, Moby Dick, and I … Read More
