Lazy Sunday

Quite often Mr. Moore comes home with a guilty grin on his face and I know it’s because he’s “rescued” some trash from the side of the road.

So, I wasn’t surprised when he came home the other day and said he had “picked up” some records.

I was surprised, though, when he brought the records into the house and it required three trips.

Now we are spending a lazy Sunday sorting through our loot and listening to the strangest assortment of records imaginable. So far we have heard a poem about “Sloopy the cat”, “The Banana Death Song”, virtuoso electronic performances of Debussy, sermons and… Well, there are at least 200 records, so lots of other stuff, too.

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All in all, it’s not a terrible way to spend this sunny/bitterly cold afternoon.

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