Been so busy worrying about cords to cut, I've been falling behind in my role as sensei. Here's a collection of Buddha readings. On top of the page is the story about alcohol. "The Sound the Hare Heard" is somewhere in the middle of the page: THUD!
The sound the hare heard is also a collection of songs from various indie singer-songwriters. Good for long evenings that extend to dawn, the full moon reviving the cords I've tried hard to cut. Sigh!
