Wednesday, October 11, 2006

Folsom Prison Blues

My son left his little plastic chain saw on the sink in the downstair's bathroom. Then he brought home this thick rope from an outing to the beach with Papa. It has a loop in one end and it looks like a big old noose. That's lying on the dining room floor. It's like living with a serial killer.

song: Folsom Prison Blues • artist: Johnny Cash

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