Tuesday, May 6, 2008

On Strike

We scrubbed gutters yesterday. We used ivory soap (it floats) because a neighbor said it was as good as anything. I think it was the elbow grease that did the trick.

Today I woke hunched back and crippled. Finally eight hours and two Aleves later I recuperated.

And now, after a cerebral evening, I'm ready for another day tomorrow of physical labor.


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Joshua, 1980