Ah, the impulse buy. We've all experienced it now and then. Some of us more than others I woud guess. Perhaps you eye that twix bar at the grocer check out line, or perhaps the magazine about how Oprah's parents are space aliens going back 4 generations. Oh perhaps you are poking around ebay and say, "hey, who couldn't use a combination pez dispenser--can opener--rectal thermometer". Well, for me it just happened at Nice Price Books in Carrboro (aka the Paris of the Piedmont). Any author who has his books translated into esperanto needs to be watched closely, but when he writes one called Merde: Excursions into Scientific, Cultural and Socio-Historical Coprology, by one Ralph a Lewin, perhaps one can forgive, and perhaps even enjoy, his linguistic idiosyncrasies. I may or may not torture you readers with excerpts over the next few days, depending on how nice you are to me. (One might call this "brownmail")