Monday, August 27, 2007

Nothing pompous or profound to regale you with today. Last night we were treated to a classic late night thunderstorm that flashed and crashed and kept me awake most of the night. I'm exhausted. I'll go to bed as soon as I can get Will to stop playing the theme from Titanic on the accordion in the next room.

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