The fresh ink on the morning newspaper smells like the dead mouse in the crawl space your mother told you to take care of.
Thomas Paul Murphy
Originally published on 04 03 2014 at: www.themilwaukeeandwisconsinnews.blogspot.com
Copyright 2014 Thomas Paul Murphy
And for some reason because of the phrasing of your morning thoughts you realize it is what you call a Harrison Ford Carpentry day.