Roger's Plug and Play

When you do your Christmas shopping for dear ol' Rog, be sure not to get me Critical Mass by James Wolcott (491 pages. Doubleday).  It will already be in my hot little hands and undergoing its third reading by Black Friday. 

I've also asked the local libraries to order copies, so I can read them and keep my personal copy of the tome in anal-retentive pristine condition.

Be sure to ask your local bookseller for "Wolcott's Critical Mass," lest she try to palm off the latest Sara Paretsky novel or a bicycle ride around San Francisco instead of the real goods.