Have been looking at The Bath of the Nymph print we got from a magazine last Easter, can’t remember which one. DDI? I paid about $190 to frame it in oak. Looks like Molly. Slimmer. Easter, now that’s a concept. Resurrection is nothing like metempsychosis where you don’t know where your soul will end up, no. A tree, a cat. No. Get resurrected and the body you died in comes back too. And not like Lazarus either, all fucked up and reeking of grave rot. Come out Lazarus, but woof, you stink! Go back in Lazarus. No. I want him back, but the way he’d be if not. If he hadn’t. You know. Rudy eleven years ago today. My boy my boy.