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February 1, 2006

February 1, 2006

In honor of having to dig through the garbage OF A SEAFOOD RESTAURANT last night, in search of my son's retainer, today's theme is "lost in the garbage".

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When we bought the house, there was no storm door on the frame in the back of the house. As a housewarming and Christmas gift, her aunt had given us a gift card just for the purpose. I had some time to do it tomorrow and I had to go buy the door at the Home Depot.

An orange card glued to a cardboard folder would be awfully hard to misplace, wouldn’t it? Not for my wife. She had managed to throw it in the garbage!

That’s the reason I’m rooting through garbage bags instead of shopping for storm doors.

Posted by: Jim S at February 1, 2006 9:47 AM · Permalink

I've nothing.
I really put my soul to task, and still, I've nothing.

Jim's story - so deep, so recourseing, so "Moore, Michaelean".

Ted, again, it's perfect. The title -- WoW.

Me, nothing. Good theme too.

And, hey, you know what? Les distracted me all day.

I'm gonna try this theme again tomorrow.
I'll have at least till noon!

Posted by: k at February 1, 2006 3:32 PM · Permalink

OOOOOO I think K just beaned us all

Posted by: Ted at February 1, 2006 4:11 PM · Permalink

k -

Michael Moore?!?

Wide and deep are two entirely different things.

Just for that comment, I'll make sure the theme is posted early tomorrow. That'll teach ya! :)

Posted by: Jim Parkinson at February 1, 2006 4:15 PM · Permalink

A beaning was surely not my intention.
Perhaps I was a little ornery just to draw
attention away from my lack of inspiration.

I look forward to reading your stories every day!
I’m having a grand time.

Posted by: k at February 2, 2006 10:12 AM · Permalink