Wonders Of A Well-weathered Skeleton
When you realize how perfect everything is you will tilt your head back and laugh at the sky.
Thursday, February 23, 2006
I'm at the Dew Duck Inn
It's the most "grandmotherly" of hotel rooms:
But at least it has heat (and satellite and microwave and a fridge and wireless.)
Tomorrow nights' hotel will be a little more . . . . nice.
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