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[wickedflea]

Nice afternoon. Lazed around and read a bit for a while. I'm finally starting the latest Tom Robbins novel, Fierce Invalids Home From Hot Climates. It came out a couple of years ago, but I just never got around to it. I haven't actually read any Robbins in more than ten years. In 1991-92 I sped through everything he'd published at that point. I was in a fairly good apce (to use pop-psych-speak) despite being drunk as a skunk, and it was the perfect stuff for the mood I was in. I was in jr. college and kicking ass in all my classes, and it was some time before I got severly depressed. By the time his next novel, Half Asleep in Frog Pajamas, came out in 1994, I wasn't much in the mood for playful nuttiness. Songs of the Doomed was more my speed when I was reading at all, which wasn't often.

Then I checked out West Rock, one of the two mountain ridges in New Haven. The other is called, strangely enough, East Rock.


New Haven skyline from the top of West Rock.





da moon



kid playing left field



birdy



my big head again

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[buscemi.livejournal.com]

No, it's near the mountains. I don't think most dealers want to go hiking. ;)