Monday, March 31, 2014

All I Have

Harry has always kidded me about how I take care of things. I mean things. Stuff. If he and I buy the same pair of shoes, his are in the trash in six months or a year. You know. Like normal people. A decade or two later mine are getting broken in.

We did one of our rare shows together yesterday. When he started to babble about an ex-wife it reminded me that we have seven between us. Maybe we should both take better care of things.

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