This is probably the last post for the next two weeks, as Kim and I are leaving for Europe in the next couple days. Here is a map to our house if you would like to steal our stuff.
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Richmond is the ninth-most dangerous city in the United States. Bad job, Richmond. There are reasons that, even though our address ends "Richmond, VA 23238," we're lucky if we go in the city of Richmond once every couple weeks. (Although both of us were there on Saturday, each for a different reason. We are thrill-seekers.)
To make you feel somewhat better about our locality, please note that the Richmond metro area didn't even crack the top 25 most dangerous, despite, you know, including Richmond.
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Bass handbells really get lost when you play outdoors.
i sincerely do not know what you are doing here. are you lost? were you
looking for your delicate calico cat, and did you follow her up two flights of stairs
to this room? she is not here. she was here, yes. we gave her a warm bowl of milk, we talked with her about campaign finance reform for a time, and then she bid us good day. i believe she was
going to the post office two blocks down, but i don't quite recall.
for surely you did
not find your way from prinsiana, the least traveled site on
the internet. if you did, though, perhaps you are looking for humor. perhaps you are looking for profundity. perhaps you are looking for answers.
i'm sorry, but you shall go naught-for-three.
