Friday, October 10, 2008

One Cuts One Picks

That's what I wrote on a piece of paper.

I have no idea what it means.

It was important enough for me to get up and write down, then go back to sleep.

I hate when this happens.


  1. that's how my nephews used to share things (like cake) when they were small - one cut, the other picked.

    though if you really think on it there can be all sorts of other meanings below the surface


  2. OMG! That's IT!

    Thank you, thank you, thank you!

    But, why did I write it down?


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