We are cleaning house lately. Not as much as we ought to be, seeing as how time is getting short, but we do clean. Today the webmonster got happy about cleaning out the car. It was unseasonably warm, and I was out there with her, and so was our cat, Gretzky. She’d hand me things, and Gretzky would meow, and I’d either drop what she’d handed me into a trash bag or stack it on top of the “keep” pile, which, given the way we are, had more items in it than the trash bag did. |
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