It may be that our brains don't get sharper as we age, but my knives sure do!
While I was not running last weekend, I was limping around my neighborhood when I came across this truck. It reminded me of the good old days - though those days were before my time - and I thought, hey! why not have my knives sharpened. So I did. End of story.
Just wanted to share.
3 comments:
Hey Gabby,
Thought you might like this post from when Kathleen and I first arrived in NYC and I kept a blog...
http://www.netflix.com/WiMovie/Dawn-of-the-Dead/60033340?strackid=a7fbefde1c62e9_0_srl&strkid=26608022_0_0&trkid=438381
Great post and nice to see you at the antic last weekend!
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http://chocolateroom.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html
Stupid Mac... I put the wrong link in. (Yes, I love zombie movies too).
Eaps
Hey Gabby,
It's spelled 'Eapen' (thanks for checking...) :)
I guess it isn't too far of a walk from zombies to knife sharpening.
Eapen
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