The most humorous br Car wreck I witnessed br Was on the old coast road. br I had returned to my cabana at dusk br After observing a hilarious shark attack br From the bluff above the beach. br The clouds were a smooch of pink. br br I'd just sat down with my book, br Canterbury Tales, which br I was reading for the fourth time. br What an underrated book, I remember thinking. br Yes, I know it’s famous, but br You don’t usually find it on br Anyone’s top ten. br Not even top twenty. br You probably read it back in your br Treasure Island years. br If you read it again, I’m sure you’ll br Discover new insights swooshing off the page br Like little geysers. br Savoring the rich language that careens towards you with br Bright headlights while you’re crossing the Old Coast Road, br I’m sure you’ll move it up a few notches, br Maybe even into your twenty.