Anyone take a look at the latest issue of Esquire magazine. It has an article on high end gifts for the person who has everything. There is a little side bar about a guy who builds "museum quality" wood strip canoes that go for $20K. Well I was really curious about what a $20K wood strip canoes looks like but the picture is really too small to see details. I had my head burried in magazine (which has a picture of a very naked Sharon Stone on the cover) and was staring at the picture when my wife walks in. Maybe it was the naked Sharon Stone on the cover or my declaration "look at the $20,000 stripper" but she clearly had the wrong impression about the look of lust on my face.

Maybe it's better she thinks I was looking at Sharon Stone. All last year she used to call the Guillemot "that long curvy mistress you visit every night in the basement rather than comming to bed"

Jack