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Monday, April 13, 2009

Stove Explosion

So, it's the middle of another Saturday workday, peacefully making sandwiches for Millwandt and Upinder, and -- Boom! the stove explodes. Really. The glass stovetop shatters into thousands of tiny pieces, the control knobs blow off, and I, calmly, after ascertaining that I am not aflame, turn the burner off.

Millwandt, shaking his deceptively saintly-looking head, surveys the debris, and says "After living with the Mau Mau, nothing is panicking".

So there: after living with the Mau Mau, Maytown isn't much.

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