09 June 2008 | All I did was take a nap...

There’s a hole in the wall, dear Liza, dear Liza, there’s a hole in the wall, dear Liza, a hole.

Overheard
(one of the contractors):
“That Martha Stewart hammer you got ain’t gonna do it.”

…when I woke up, there was a hole in our wall!

Okay, I am being dramatic. I didn’t sleep through a hole being knocked in our building. I did nap through some of it. My napping abilities border on narcoleptic.

We are knocking a hole from the inside to the outside courtyard. When I write “we”, I mean that the contractors are knocking a hole in the wall. I am watching and covering my ears.

Take care,

— Ken

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