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Re: Thursday, September 2, 1004
I think you should reconsider the erotic power of sheetrock. Over the endless years of renovating our apartment (actually building it from scratch, but that's another story) my wife was never happier than when she was directing me in another wall building project. And during one trip with my wife to buy supplies, the owner of the store confided to me that the smell of sheetrock dust was actually an aphrodisiac. Who knew?
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