. . . we should rejoice and be glad in it.
indeed. but it's Monday. and my bones are a creakin' like a rusty gate. and my head's all fuzzy.
i so wish i could lay claim to having found this but i can't. all hail Pád for a gem of an ebay listing - very much in the spirit of the 80s. scroll down for a superb history of ownership: http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&item=8335653541#descript
report (with photos, courtesy of the red headed goddess that is deb whalen) on a weekend of alcohol fueled excess and high heels in which, to use the phrase of one Dr Higgins, "the cogs of friendship melded" and accompanying tribute to the producers of a fabulous birth-fest, will follow when i get the chance.
meanwhile i'm off to write salary cheques. and when i grow up i'll be a Pioneer. until then, could someone please turn the volume down a smidge. every key stroke sounds like hammer striking anvil. . .
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