Wonderfully Human Stories (Months and Seasons)

I haven't even had a chance to dip into more than just a few sumptuous pages, but I *already* know this ain't your father's "Months and Seasons," chums.

A special dispatch arrived today in the ol' Czech mailbox from that lovely Land Across the Sea courtesy of a special scribe, and I'm raring -- at nearly 10pm here our time -- to hit the hay. Believe me when I tell you, folks -- I can't wait to get some sack time, if you catch my drift. How often can 1 say that about a book? Not much, I reckon.