I'll be sorry for this later

Dee Doll just mailed me this picture from the last time I was at her house.

A little explanation:

I was in the tub, relaxing, thinking how nice it would be to read The Grand Inquisitor chapter from the Brothers Karamazov again. I became myopic, and the thought became an obsession - to the point that I jumped out of the tub and pulled off every book I could lay my hands on until I found it.

I never found it.