Long-time readers may remember that one of my sisters is schizophrenic. What I've just learned is that she may also be a receptive pod for an alien life form, which is certainly more interesting.

Recently acquired CDs include one of Frank Black's two-count-em-two new records (haven't had time to digest it thoroughly, but on first listen it's rough and pretty and soothing as all his stuff) and Mimi Goese's Soak, which I got on half.com after coming down from a recent Hugo Largo nostalgia head trip.

I went running in Prospect Park today for the first time in ages. Here's a poem:

What an oasis

that place is.

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