My Books Will Not Conform to the Form of a Wreath

What a shame!  I saw the most impressive graphic in that half-off bookstore in Berkeley near Berkley's Rep--right next to the History of Farting.

So I finally got around to trying it with the books I read last year, but they will not conform!

No point in putting on a red bow.  They just don't make it.  But you may notice that among these books, there's no History of Farting.  (Where did it go?  Who has it?)

There is however Frisco by Daniel Bacon, Seeing As How Your Shoes are Soon to Be on Fire by Liza Monroy, Muses by David Hathwell, and Showstoppers! by Gerald Nachman as well as the twelve Jonathan and I read for the JoMama Book Club, ones on the the Camino, and ones like Hello, My Name Is Vegan Freak.  

Time to walk to West Portal, get the streetcar to Powell Station, and see the latest of Susan Jackson's theater offerings for Three Girl Theatre, Miracle Lake.  

If anyone asks me what I'm doing in my retirement, I can say, "I'm arranging books."