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"In the place where the road
meets the sky,
we looked up at the sun
and stared into its face,
daring it to set us on fire.
When your feet started to smoke,
I poured my tears
over your head and
dried you
with my lashes and fingertips.
Petals fell from your lips,
wilted and wet,
and when I threw the match
you weren't surprised;
this is how we love."

WHY IS HE SO PERVY WITH THE TURTLES.

Seriously. This would not be out of place in a porno.

The place we were eating is called Campus and has fashioned itself after American frat houses. Supposedly. It is so hilariously tacky inside and at some point, Colin brought the Hot Dog Man to my attention.

Hot Dog Man is a statue of a hot dog. It is wrapped in an American flag and wearing knee socks with some sort of boots. He has ketchup in one hand which he is carefully and with great effort smearing on his ... upper end. His other hand holds a mustard bottle with a suspicious glop at the end of it. His tongue pokes out in concentration.

It is, quite simply, one of the most horrendous pieces of decor I have ever seen.

And I had to share with you!

An old p&s shot, taken when Davey was about six months old. I wrote this to accompany it:

A mark for every breath you took, every blink, every sleepy yawn. One for every time you sucked your thumb, waved hello, closed your eyes and slept in the most perfect darkness. One for every time you had the hiccups. One for every dream you dreamed within me.

It isn't very pretty anymore. Some may even think it ugly. That's OK. It was your home. It's where I first grew to love you, where I lay my hand as I dreamed about who you were and who you would be. It held you until my arms could, and for that, I will always find something beautiful in it.

Better on black: 'The Beauty Love Left Behind.' On Black