We at Freeman's are busy setting the table for a dinner party of dishes prepared by Salvador Dali's wife Gala, colorfully pictured with lithographs signed by Salvador, himself. At our table the founders of modern poetry, Wordsworth, Coleridge, and Whitman find themselves in discourse with their literary children, Kerouac and Updike, on the road to all the signed rabbit books under the welcoming penumbra of Chesterson and Dreiser. Ornithological dishes are served to its prime American exemplars, Mark Catesby and John James Audubon, the whole world is encompassed by settings for Moll and Visscher, while church fathers find discourse with mystical Boehme, from course to course to course. And all of you are welcome, of course.