Turned out to be raining a good deal harder than I thought it was, Peretz likes watching the drops go splish, can see it more clearly if you stand rooted to one spot, apparently.

Anyway, pretty wet. Got me thinking about the drainage ditch running through my parents' back yard, playing in it as a child, pretty exciting, you could go upstream into the woods where the sides were higher.

Keep thinking about that kid with Asperger's locked up in the psych ward, hell. Thinking about some folks I met visiting in a psych ward a while back, wonder how they're doing, probably not so great. Norwegian Wood.

OK, sudoku time.