In 1978 or so, Bernardine, a hippie girlfriend of a stoner friend of mine, invited me to her home in Dayton for a weekend of LSD and my horoscope reading, which she had set up a month earlier with an astrologer friend by obtaining me my birthdate, place, time, etc.. I passed on the LSD, which she and her stoner boyfriend did do, but I had a fascinating horoscope reading: the two most important things I remember are that he told me I would end up living on one of the two coasts and I would do recording work. Since at that time I thought I would be an actor, I thought, maybe I'll record Books For The Blind.