We had gone out to dinner to a new (to me) grill-type restaurant.

486 pages in which very little happens. Mercifully there is not much sex. If you are already a fan, this 17^th volume is just one more for the shelf, but it is definitely not the time for the uninitiated to join the party.

Explicit and spoilerific review follows.

This idea goes under the category of a business I would like someone else to be running right now because I could use their services.

The House Doctor would be like a family doctor, but for your house.

So, there I was standing in the parking lot in the rain because someone had broken the window of my car and stolen my GPS and iPod.