I think Paul Simon got trapped by his idea of rhyming it to the guys' names, which is unnecessary and leaves no room for ideas such as "Sit her down and explain you want different things" and "You could try the 'It's not you, it's me' concept" or "Leave her a note and pack up while she's at work." But even if he was going to insist on his Clever Plan, he still could have thought a LITTLE bit about the ideas. How about "Tell her you're through, Lou" or "Say there's someone new, Hugh"?
William found a rock tumbler at our local "One Man's Trash" hut (a place where people can put stuff that's still good but they don't want/need it anymore, and other people can take it for free). He's been running it for three days now and make it stopppppppppppppppppppp. There is no place in the house where it can run without disturbing SOMEONE.
But it is worth it to me, because look what he's making:
He's putting glass jars and bottles in a paper bag and carefully breaking them, then putting the pieces through the rock tumbler until they're not sharp, then finding ones that are roughly the same shapes as the states. Every time he gets a new batch of glass pieces, he looks for pieces that are a better match than the ones he's found so far; right now he's trying a batch of larger chunks for all those big states, but we're wondering if they'll get broken in the tumbler.
I love this project. I have to be careful not to over-enthuse and scare him off it. But if/when he finishes it, I'm going to figure out a way to mount the pieces and frame it or something.
Do you want to help us figure something out? My parents are on a road trip, and they're trying to find one of the houses my mom lived in as a child. They had me go to their house and get a photo album and find a picture of the house:
Do you want to take a guess at the house numbers? There's one above the two mailboxes, and another above the door. The photo is blurrrrrrrrry. You can click it if you think embiggening it will help, but I haven't found either larger or smaller has been much use. Paul: "Are you sure those ARE numbers?" Me: "No."
Follow-up on house numbers! My mom was clearing out some things and found the address written on an old postcard. The house number (above the door) is 1760, and the secret to reading it is that it's a white number on a black plaque---not black numbers on a white doorframe. Still no word on what the second number is or why it's there.