selfp2.jpg So what? I don't feel healthy. It's my blog. I can be sour and vengeful and a big fat crybaby if I want to. This is just as much who I am as any persona you might find more pleasant. Sometimes the black pours in like squid ink or storm clouds sped up by a film student. And who's to say it's not the temporary light escaping? This is the occasion for Richard Thompson, and I hsve a big mother 6-CD set of liver music. should have been "live", but I like liver fine. Sometimes his guitar's like a whip, and listening to him is like winning a fist fight. Where's that Windex?