Editor's Note:

Welcome to the eighteenth issue of CSR! By now, you regular readers know my baby likes crystal skulls with the eyes intact and hates eating with a bib. It craves rice pudding and makes cute little sounds when it sees a fire truck. Baby has an uncanny ability to turn the words of poets into a mule and forty acres. Issue Eighteen is an excellent example. This month CSR is filled with slender-necked photographs, along with a gangplank of art. Add to that, a group of stunning poets, intriguing music makers and one magical book review and you've got the possibility for real anteater tracks. Trust me, when you finish this issue you'll feel like a valuable coin collection. Or no one could have guessed he was a cross-dresser. Either way, this issue will highjack your interest with delights seldom found in mountain climbing gear. So escape from the mud slinging and get busy...