Tuesday, January 6, 2009

Look up at Aisle 6

Dear Fred,

It's too bad we don't talk. We used to be really underground. Remember how I shaved the cat and recorded that on your reel to reel? And how we used to take DMT and talk to Methusilah? It used to always have the feeling of a seance when we would play Boggle. My favorite dish that you prepared when we lived at the co-ed dorm room that is torn down now was mutton chops.

xo,

Oliva

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