on the end of a shovel.
This person lives in a town house and one of their neighbors came out and was walking by. She was curious about what I was doing and not nosy. I explained the plan to resoil and replant the area.
Her husband was somewhat of a dolt and asked me where I learned to use a shovel. Apparently my skills with the idiot spoon impressed him.
With a straight face I told him that back in '44 I was hired as a subcontractor by the Japanese army to help a British outfit build a bridge in Burma.
"Really?" he asked.
To find out why the blog is pink just cut and paste this:
http://piccoloshash.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-feminine-side-blog-stays-pink.html NO ANIMALS WERE HARMED IN THE WRITING OF TODAY'S ESSAY