I finally managed to read Tim Dorsey's latest - and last - Serge Storms novel, The Maltese Iguana last month, and it was a bittersweet experience. Dorsey died recently, and that means no more adventures of the loveable Florida-phile (and occasional serial killer) Serge, and his perennial wingman, Coleman. At the end of the book, Serge and Coleman ride off into the Miami sunset, on the hunt for new adventure - ones that we'll never get to see. I've been reading Dorsey's books for damn near twenty years now, and I've been rereading them just as long.