Tales of the City, by Armistead Maupin

I wish I could say that I can't put this book down.  But I MUST put it down, out of necessity, because otherwise I would soon be found starved and ragged in the gutter, having neglected my home, health, and cats in favor of reading more and more of Armistead Maupin's junk food for the soul.  TALES OF THE CITY appealed instantly to the well-meaning nerd and San Francisco-loving/hating hippie-dipper in me.  The chapters are bite-sized enough to offer little excuse for putting it down (excepting cat and personal starvation).  Maupin's blanket of foggy morality softens the careless sex, fat joints, and whiny bourgeois dramas that comprise his hilarious tales.  TALES OF THE CITY was originally published in 1978 and remains an Aesop's Fables for the contemporary yippie.