Tell me about it, Rich. I’m so glad my wife is down in Texas, and can’t see the result in our lovely little windowless apartment, of bachelor, book-writing entropy. I’m burning the midnight coffee, trying to finish a book, and I’ve set the table up in front of the TV, which I can’t turn off. I’ve been falling asleep the past two nights on the couch, with the TV on, and blaring. This morning I was awakened just before six a.m. by CNN’s Walter Rodgers, giving a riveting, adrenalin-stoked report from a military unit in which he’s embedded, rocketing toward Baghdad. He described it as a “steel wave,” which struck me as a terrific phrase. Naturally, I couldn’t get back to sleep.
OK, back to the book.