Friday, June 27, 2008
The slow, inevitable warping of the weathered boards on the boardwalk is stronger than the nails holding them there.
This is why, after hurricanes Jeanne and Francis in 2004, we replaced our blown down fence with a plastic one. Pvc or whatever that stuff is they make fences out of.
Now I don't have to go out there every two years or so and drive the nails back in to the boards like we did with the old fence.
On the ipod:
Pharisee by Disciple, from their "My Daddy Can Whip Your Daddy" cd.