May 16th 1993
I received a call from Frasier. It was completely out of the blue. Apparently, he has arrived in Seattle. He has decided to move back here… and he has filed for divorce, so Lilith and Fredrick are back in Boston. I do wish happiness upon my brother, but I give him six months before he goes back to Boston to pick up where his marriage left off.
Frasier has mentioned something about working for a radio station. Frankly, it has been so long since he has cared to pick up a phone or write that I kept drifting during the conversation. Obviously, he has given up his profession to become some sort of disc jockey.
Inevitably, I will need to talk him out of this and have him return to his practice. I have invited him over on the 20th for dinner and spirits. I will have to beg Maris to make her signature mashed potato dish. Mashed potatoes that hold like thinned Cream of Wheat is nothing to boast about, however it is all I can do to get her involved in the kitchen.