Friday, March 6, 2009


Our furnace died. Again. Whatever. Anyway, I was explaining something about the situation to Myra, who asked why it died...I said "Because it is an ancient piece of shit" or something of that nature. She admonished me that the kids were going to start to repeat these things. Eli gave us a devilish look, and started chanting "Ancient, ancient, ANCIENT!" in a sing-song voice.

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