Sunday, April 18, 2010

The One When You Nailed Me Right On The Head.

Dear Lover.

Sometimes I wonder.
Are you going to be the carpenter-type?
Before you answer that question.
Let me put on a record and play you a particular song.
"If I Were A Carpenter."
The Johnny Cash and June Carter Cash version.
And now I'll share with you a quote that I stumbed upon the other day.
"Why don't you put in a private staircase from your bedroom to the library, and have it carpeted with a needlepoint rug that spells out the notes to your favorite tune."
You see.
I think I could handle the needlepoint portion.
But as for the staircase...


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