The Names We Used to Know
When Old Boy got, well, older, be began to carry around lists of names.
"What was the name of that Elizabethan prose stylist
known for his use of paratactic rhetoric?" (Pedant!)
"What did Sid Caesar call his Alistair Cooke persona?" (Better!)
"Thomas Nashe," he would reply (read). "Aristotle Cookie."
But there were no guarantees.
"What was that novel Paula Fox wrote
about gentrification in Brooklyn?"
Pitying looks made him want
to "reach for my revolver."