in November 1988, the Johnson family has since doubled in size.
Simultaneously, is has decreased in sanity.
in a Florida swamp north of Gainesville and encompassing one dad,
one mom, two of the world's most beautiful litte girls, two dogs,
an ex-guinea pig (who lives on in blessed memory), a semi-feral
cat, a fluctuating population of fish, amphibians and other tank-dwellers,
and innumerable wild animals -- many inside the house -- the Johnsons
continue to explore the oddities available to the post-modern
heart has its reasons
which reason does not know.