And tomorrow, I install the pony.
I drove around all day with a bale of straw in the passenger seat of my rather small two-door car. I felt pretty ridiculous.
posted by Stanley at 00:23
Tuesday, June 09, 2009
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Any particular reason?
Compost pile needs it, I'm told; I work near the straw place; my trunk is full of two computers that need to be dealt with, so front seat is the only option. Kind of funny otherwise, though. And straw-y smelling. (Musty? Some word describes it.)
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