This is partly a test, and partly a correction to something I said last night about one of Updike's volumes of stories. The title of the book is _Problems_, and it's much more interesting and skeletal than most of his work. My other tribute to Updike, whose work I sometimes enjoyed, is a life-lesson. In _The Centaur_, whenever the protagonist's father runs into a loquacious maniac, the father always says, "You've clarified my thinking." It always works. I say this myself when I run into those types--the sort of people you meet on Amtrak trains and Greyhound buses. It calms them down.