Got that lovely familiar ping to let me know someone loves me and has sent me an email!

I look and see I now have 666 Messages in my Inbox!

Opening the email cautiously, I discover the message is from an old friend who is a former Wiccan, former Temple of Set member, former member of The Process, former member of the Church of Unlimited Devotion and now follows the teaching of Maitreya while working as a children's face painter for parties and fairs.

It's been something like 20 years since I've seen her. We used to lay on the floor of her room for hours in a huge old house she shared with what must have been 30 other bohemians, listening to scratchy records she found at flea markets and yard sales.

She may have been the first health food eating person I ever met. She carried around eye droppers filled with odd fluids that she'd squirt into her mouth for nourishment. She made me dinner one night, that I swear was absolutely the worst thing I ever tasted in my life and that includes the time when I was a kid and my neighbor thought it would be funny to take a firecracker and put it in a pile of dog poop and blow it up... Yes, a nice donut sized piece of fresh dogshit shot straight into my open mouth!

Anyway, she was a bad cook. Well, actually she didn't cook it. It was raw. The dogshit was hotter and tastier.

Funny what 666 brings up.