Saturday, May 20, 2006
Just shoot me now.
The sanding, scraping, sanding scrubbing cursing sanding continues. Progress is slow but life is a bitch. The sander and I have come to an understanding. I keep a hammer with in reach and it works normally. I have included a picture of my neighbors yard. Its the height of fashion around here. Cutsie little figures marching off into the sunset. If I were to smash them would it be vandalism or euthanasia?
