We live at the Castle, a most funky place created in the late '70s out of reclaimed redwood timbers and who-knows-what-else. Hump dabbles in bicycles www.highticycles.com and ski racing, and Myrna is very, very patient.
So, I was thinking, you know, the other day, as I watched dad put up this net stuff on the stairs, this stuff he bought from some ski supply place. He was all proud of himself for solving the six-staircases-and-four-balusters issue, and I thought 'shit, I can fix that', so I climbed the stairs. In fact, this stuff is easy to climb. I feel like a sailor on this stuff. Bill the Cat kept me company. Aaaaaak. Ptffft.
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