And you wondered if it could get any better?  You did, I saw (sensed).  When you stood up from your computer, Cruelest Month glowing on the monitor, and made your way to the kitchen (copy machine, lavatory, gumball machine, deli, doctor, manicurist, astrologist) you took pause in the hallway (elevator, hallyway, sidewalk, sidewalk, taxi, sidewalk, airplane) and thought,

"Man, not only are those guys at the Cruelest Month good, not only do they provide lengthy, content-rich interviews, they love me." 

You're g-ddamn right, we do.  That's why we're giving away copies of John Koethe's book, Sally's Hair, to the first three readers who send their name and mailing address to [email protected].

Giddyup!