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3:39 p.m. - 2005-09-13 Also, we've been continuing work on the outside of our house, entailing patching up the network of gaping stucco cracks, trying to get someone to paint it eventually, and pulling creeping vines off our garage. THE VINES, MAN, MY GOD, THE VINES! I never realized how creepily parasitic they are, how they grow little tentacles so they can stick to their chosen surfaces, slowly strangling all who cross their path. It makes me appreciate how truly heroic winemakers (or "vintners" if it's wine that goes for more than ten bucks a bottle) are, working all day among horrible vines as they do. COMING SOON: The Willy St Fair: the REAL end of summer, this time for sure
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