have had me busy as a three peckered goat. So I have not been able to read what I want; I have only read 11 of the Discworld books, though I should be about 20 in by this time, if I had my spare time to myself.

But I have to say, here and now: if you can only choose one of these books, read Reaper man.

Good Lord.

I don’t know if it gets any better after this, but this is the crown jewel so far.

Maybe it’s because I like the character of Death so well, maybe it’s because I am a sentimental old fool. In any event, this is amazing.

Frankly, all it lacks is Johnny Knoxville pushing Bam Margera down an escalator in a shopping cart.