Plotnik doesn't want to complain anymore about Stiletto City. It is what it is. And he is what he is -- still hazy after all these years.

Mummy P. seems fine and the weather is perfect. There is a basket of Birds of Paradise on the coffee table. The Jayhawks lost but the Lakers won. Nobody is pissed off at anyone else in the family, so for awhile we have some peace, ommmmm.

It seems to be all about your particular personal vibrations, about the place you live, the people you love, the friends with whom you surround yourself, the things you do. If we get lucky, we pick right in one or more of these things. If the last three aren't right, you could have box seats in Paradise and you'd still hate it. But pick numbers two, three and four well and you can probbly make out fine living on the bus bench at the Long's Drugs on Laurel Shmanyon and Ventura.