On my way home in a few minutes but thought I’d drop in on this little
space for a bit and say I hate rakes.  I have been doing some yard
work for Scott Free’s mother.  This morning after I got back from
selling some of my beloved cd collection, needs must sometimes, I did a
bit more.  I will now tell you why I hate rakes.  I fell on
to one by accident and scraped the hell out of my arm.  It hurt
tremendously and bled quite a bit more than what I would imagine the
fine scratches left there would.  Any way that sucked.

Crotch