it was a dark and stormy week. the weatherman consistently and
persistently forecast a wintry mix. "that means sleet," he said,
clicking off the tv. "god, I have to go to the doctor," she
replied.

"doctor," she later said in his office, "i don't know
what's wrong. what, with the weather frizzing my hair and the
constant grey skies, i've been beset with a terrible case of
malaise and ennui." the doctor started scribbling on his
prescription pad. "i've just the thing for you," he said as he
handed her the piece of paper. "doctor, you know I can't read
your handwriting." so he took it back and read the prescription
aloud:

LEVY
11pm
Thursday 13 jan 04
crash mansion at blvd
199 bowery at spring

"you know," he continued, "i think if you went to
www.LEVYtheband.com it might improve your mood as well. there's a
new video there for 'Wednesday' and new photos of the guys up.
they've also added a press page. i think there's even a flying
squirrel somewhere in there too."