Occasional Holy Man, Indifferent Bassist, and Maladroit Luthier Who Offers Stray, Provocative, and Insouciant Thoughts about Religion, Archaeology, Human Foible, Surfing, and Interesting People. Breaking the Narrative Since 2001. Cultivez votre propre jardin. [Also, "alot" is not a word.]
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
A Letter From OWLs Kitchen
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[I should point out that this donation was raised, on the spot, by those in attendance at the annual Shrove Tuesday dinner.]