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9:28 p.m. - Saturday, Apr. 21, 2007 Number of inches between the dusty, never-rained-upon ground and the underside of my front porch: 16. Number of years since a human being has been under my porch: at least 17. Number of spider egg sacs on the underside of my porch: 1,562,844. Number of live spiders under my porch: 2 (not anymore, though). Number of dessicated bird corpses under my porch: 1. Number of hours I've spent under my porch in the space of two days: 6. Number of times I've said "goddamn" or "son of a bitch" or "what the fuck is that?" during those 6 hours: undetermined. I'm going to bed now. � |