Counting my blessings.
Yes, the fecal matter is dreadful. But I didn't wake up to find my car in a sinkhole. So I'm counting my blessings. (Though I'm not forgetting the little sinkhole in front of my house - which the township road maintenance people keep throwing asphalt patching material into. I think this picture will keep coming to mind. There's only so much a little hot mix can do.)
Thursday, April 18, 2013
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