Tuesday, August 23, 2011


I am proved a solid shipwright.  Two small boys rode out a 5.9 magnitude earthquake in the crow's nest of the new pirate bed.

I am tempted to rename myself Cassandra, but of course she had no power to prepare for the worst, only to fortell.  And all I have learned from my freak prediction is to always use four inch lag screws, because maybe you'll actually need them.

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