Dancing Naked...in Fuzzy Red Slippers isn't about life, but about living life. You'll visit Tobago on a warm summer evening, and Venice at twilight. It isn't a travel book in the usual sense, but does explore interesting landscapes of the mind and heart. It tells of dancing naked in the morning and being late for work. It addresses divorce and the accompanying sorrows and joys. It talks of a homeless woman named Joan and the death of a basset hound named Rufus. It speaks of a near-love experience, and gives instructions on what to do with an extra half-hour you find lying on the ground.