All entries for Saturday 18 March 2006
March 18, 2006
"sound. San Diego Good. The noises in the churchyard.
The open garbage can overflowed onto the floor and emitted the warm reek of spoiling food, but that wasn't the only thing wrong, or the worst smell. It was a bent and twisted chunk of bobby-pin. There was a floof! Just stay cool. when you finish the book. The driveway was neatly plowed, a testament to the fact that she did indeed use the blade, but he could not see the road — the house cut off the view. There was another that seemed to exist mostly in his mind, but which was no less real for that. Fancy that!"
Frankly I'm impressed that gmail spotted that as spam. (the real message was in an image)