Do you know what came lurching out from behind a sand dune on Ft. Myers Beach, Florida? No, not a sand crab, no, not a little person wanting to make a sand castle out of my dune. I know you’ve already figured it out – THE LAST SECOND – my single copy followed me from California, and I guess it was so tired by the time it got to Florida it had to lurch to get anywhere, and so I arranged it (title up) in a dune buggy, gave it a joy ride on the beach. What dune buggy, you ask? Last seen, it was dodging tourists to get to the bookstore.