As I was on break, walking around in the rain, I had an idea to go this little outlet store by my office building; I thought to check on folding chairs. I am glad I did because the Nazi had raided my room over the weekend takeing back the chair I had barrowed.
The place reminds me of IKEA. A lot of fashionable crap I don't see myself ever buying. But it was good I found a nice wooden folding chair that cost about as much as the two metal frame chairs I would have bought over the weekend.
There was no time on Saturday because we had a great time mowing down the jungle behind the Manning's house. It was hard work, but I took the easy route and tended Corryn for most of the time.
When Andrew started to cut down a tree with a power saw whose blade was way too small for the job, I couldn't stop thinking about Monty Python. "You must cut down a tree with a herring." In this case, a power herring.
Posted by Michael at October 27, 2003 05:33 PM