I wonder if you're like me, if you collect and squirrel away in your soul certain odd moments when the Mystery winks at you, when you walk in your bathrobe and tasseled loafers, for instance, well out of your neighborhood and among a lot of closed shops, and you approach your very faint reflection ina. window with words above it. The sign said "Sky and Celery."

Closer, it read "Ski and Cyclery."

I headed home.