"what's that sound?"
"oh, it's just a timer I set when I was down stairs."
"what did you set it for?"
"a half hour"
"I mean, why?"
"so I can know it's been a half an hour and I've gotten nothing accomplished in the basement."
"that's because you're up here in the kitchen cutting a pineapple."
"...well the pineapple is FROM the basement"
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Coming soon: Postcards from the basement.
Saturday, February 12, 2005
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