I borrowed Jerry Seinfeld's new book from the library; I haven't been reading cover to cover but just skipping around and loving it. The book gathers up tiny comedy bits Seinfeld has written over many years. The bits are almost like poems; no word is wasted, and there is often a startling swerve right before the ending. The way this guy lands endings is something wondrous to behold. Like his colleague Larry David, Seinfeld is a schlemiel--a guy who makes us aware of life's absurdities by continuously saying and doing "the wrong thing." If you invite Larry David to see your new apartment, he might say: "Let me guess...Bathroom? Kitchen? I think I'll pass." In that spirit, here's a Seinfeld piece I admire, "Baby Visit." Note the really breathtaking conclusion: My friend just had a baby. Lot of pressure to see this baby. "You have got to see this baby. When are you coming over to see the baby? See the baby. See the baby." Nobody...