Thougt I'd post an update before going to Toronto on Tuesday for some fun and some drudge-work.
Yes, I have my copy of Ten Stories High, and it is a slender volume of 85 pages. Probably the size of some poety chapbooks.
I didn't have that jump-up-and-shout feeling when I finally got it, but I did get a quiet glow for a while. Apparently, the Niagara Library system will have copies on their shelves, so it's somewhat possible that an unsuspecting reader may come across it someday.
It's a perfect autumn day, so I'm going to postpone some cleaning and trip preparations and savour the moment.