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To: Kid Rock who wrote (15611)	12/18/1998 11:07:00 AM
From: Ilaine	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 71178

Tom, I know you said you don't read much, but I would recommend the science fiction of Philip K. Dick, who wrote often, and well, on the concept of moving between alternate realities. One theme of his was exploring circumstances in which reality would change and the actor would remember what it was like before it changed. Or not. I have everything he wrote. My favorite on that topic is "Ubik." He also wrote, "Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep," which was filmed as "BladeRunner." His later stuff, "Valis" and all that, written right before his death, I did not like so much. I did not get whether you read non-fiction. If so, I am presently reading "Phantoms in the Brain" by V.S. Ramachandran, M.D., Ph.D., about mental diseases and injuries that cause impaired perception of reality, e.g., phantom limbs.

To: Kid Rock who wrote (15611)	12/18/1998 4:22:00 PM
From: Gauguin	Respond to of 71178

Hey, everybody! Two subjects: My main desk's kneehole sits over a floor heater vent, and when you open the drawers, warm air that's blown up the back is inside there and the drawers are just toasty-full of soft warmth. Isn't that nice? And another thing. There's a campgound on the ocean cliffs in the trees called MacKenzie on The Big Island. It's beautiful and dynamic and ultra rugged. Bright blue water and black lava and dusty-green ironwood trees. There's an ancient level path that's a Hawaiian highway, running through the camp. Not many people, ever. Fine vibes. The outhouse at the west end, in the forest, is over a big lava tube. Stuff just falls silently off in there into the distance, never to be seen again. Or really smelled, either. Which is nice; I don't want you to think I'm disappointed. You don't know the tube is there, you can't see it anywhere outside; I don't know how they found it. It's about the most unusual, no, it IS the most unusual outhouse in America. (Put up your dukes.) The really, really odd thing about them (there are two, about a hundred tube-feet apart) is the sensation your Bart Simpson bare-butt gets when you sit down. The air in the tube is about 120 degrees, and it rises, naturally. The volcanoe is literally right up the hill, and you may want to check for lava before you sit down. Like I said, it's not noticeably stinky, it's just very unusual. Nice and comfy. Odd. Like Swedish or something ~ but I'll bet they don't have one. So. So. Infinity is interesting as heck. Let's hear more. Yippee!