This is not a literary post. It is also free of theory. Ahem... On her birthday today, I gave our daughter Julia a Scottish bestiary, which contains the following two sentences: At one time it was the custom for large herds of goats to be driven from the lowlands of Scotland northwards, the drover selling his animals as he went. If business was brisk he might sell all his animals by the time he had reached mid-Scotland; if not, he might well end up in Caithness. Police Inspector: Tell me, 'ow did you come to be wandering the streets of Caithness in the company of wild sheep? Drover: They're goats. Police Inspector: Well they look like sheep to me. Drover: I got a llama, going cheap. Police Inspector: Llamas don't go "cheep." They go...Inspector Eric...what do llamas say? In our family, llamas are associated with the Monty Python song about llamas and Granada, the lyrics to which can probably be found on the web somewhere. But all I found when searching, was The Daily Llama--a Monty Python website--which sells all kinds of Python things: a somewhat genuine holy grail, an action hero vomiting man, a cow catapault...all in time for Christmas and so on. http://www.dailyllama.com/news/2004/llama252.html But since Erin now has time on her hands, I'm sure she'll want genuine and fresh llama weirdness. So she should go here... http://albinoblacksheep.com/flash/llama.php David Ritchie Portland, Oregon ------------------------------------------------------------------ To change your Lit-Ideas settings (subscribe/unsub, vacation on/off, digest on/off), visit www.andreas.com/faq-lit-ideas.html