[...Upon returning to Binghamton, I asked Taze where his house had been in Seattle. I knew it was directly on Lake Washington, having seen a couple of pictures, but really had no idea where on Lake Washington, which is not, by any means, a puddle... He gave me a pretty vivid description of it, and my mouth dropped nearly off my face... I'd walked DIRECTLY past it that day, my first day out; I had in fact taken a picture of some flowers in THAT yard. I'd stopped and peered at that house for several minutes. It gave off a good vibe...

As strange as this was, I get the feeling the Fates were playing an elaborate game of chess that day, using me as their favorite rook; I was in ALL the right places at ALL the right times...]