I'll bet dollars to donuts that when you read PUSHING MY BUTTONS (below), you suspected that Khayyam Kayaks was a figment of my imagination (or as my son used to call it a "fig newton of my imagination"). And, of course, you were right. You probably also laughed at the nit-wit who would order a kayak through a catalog when "some assembly is required."
When I was fussing around with that essay, I chose the name Khayyam Kayak because I read somewhere that the sound "k" was considered a funny sound. And who am I to mess around with "the rules of comedy?" Besides, I'm a sucker for alliteration.
So, here I was sitting on My Beloved Sofa, minding my own business, and leafing through an issue of Aubudon Magazine." And what do I find on page 25? That's right. An ad for a kayak that you can order through L.L. Bean's Catalog! And get this. It's a woman's kayak. And here I've gone through my entire life assuming that kayaks were unisexual. Just goes to show you that I know nothin' 'bout nothin '.