the age of perfection
Surviving academe, more or less.
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
There's a man in my yard scanning the lawn with a metal detector.
I can't imagine what he hopes to find out there. Have I unwittingly rented an apartment that rests atop a pirate's treasure?
HA! You should get half of whatever he finds!
September 5, 2007 at 5:30 PM
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