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                           On Hearses and Mattresses
                                        
We had a rather busy afternoon today. Rob, [1] Spring [2] and I spent a
couple of hours having lunch and picking up a mattress. 

Lunch was at Stir Crazy's, with the misspelled Chinese words [3] but the food
is good. 

We then drove to pick up Rob's hearse. Yes, he owns a hearse. A 1972 Cadillac
Hearse. The thing is huge. The thing is purple. The thing is feared and hated
by the Condo Commandos so Rob parks it at a local storage facility. 

We drive over to the auto repair shop [4] to pick up the mattress. They were
rather amused to see a hearse pull up, and even more amused when we loaded
the mattress into the back of it (it almost laid flat—yes, the hearse is that
big). 

Then home, a quick unload of the mattress, and then back to the storage place
before the Condo Commandos give us any grief. 

[1] http://www.tragic-smurfs.com/
[2] http://www.springdew.com/
[3] gopher://gopher.conman.org/0Phlog:2001/09/05.1
[4] gopher://gopher.conman.org/0Phlog:2001/10/17.1

Email author at sean@conman.org

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