| I just realized I like the smell of freshly shaved pencil shavings. I'm not sure why. The graphite seems to mingle with the wood in a most complimentary way. When you sharpen a pencil, you shave off its exterior and release its inner personality on the whole room. And you might be overcome by a compulsion to reconstruct the Wright Brothers' plane out of toothpicks and balsa wood and carpenter's glue, while sending a friend off to buy up Cracker Jacks in search of the engine and propellers. | ||
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Sunday, June 13, 2010
That's Wright
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