Re: gee whiz

    I should explain, Tim. After reading your 'utterly brilliant'
    & 'irresistible' response to Diego's post, I hunted down
    the only sample I could find of Schickler in his own voice.
    This was the extract from Kissing in Manhattan (The Smoker)
    that appears in the Bold Type Magazine site.

    It was the shortness of the interval between the two readings
    that accounts for yet more of my unforgivable sourness.
    You know how it is. Sometimes you meet someone &
    recognise within the moment he isn't your kind of bloke.
    (I always give women the benefit of at least a couple
    of minutes' doubt.) And I could tell straight away that a young
    man who confides charmingly in a personified lift - oh, all right,
    elevator - wasn't for me. I was also a little too familiar
    with that New York apartment house jampacked with eccentrics
    bearing droll names. I couldn't see Holly Golightly anywhere
    but that nude tied to the bed & with the ferret (yes, ferret -
    isn't that hilarious?) resting on her tummy looked distinctly
    like her cousin....

    I'll bet, though, the poor sods in West Virginia were dazzled
    with these glimpses of metropolitan life.

    Stop, Bowman. Stop. Chacun à son goût. Live & let live.

    OK.

    I just can't help it.

    Scottie B.

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