Stalking the Granite Man . . .

I got this email from Lisa, the new granite-freak:

"I saw the Granite truck in Mascalucia and I began following it. OHMIGOSH!! I think I am hooked!!

"Poor Orazio, the granite man, was being stalked by a crazed person who could only say -- granite -- I want a granite -- (in Italian, of course). Anyway, I turned left on the way to school, but was thinking of that granite all day. this is worse than CRACK! :) . . .

"I now know my mantra will be -- Granite.... granite..... it will be better after a granite."