When I treasure hunt in my back yard, I’m like Indiana Jones–every shovel unearths new and amazing treasure. Today was not one of those days. Today was more like Al Capone’s vault. A lot of effort for a big ball of nothing. Well, not quite nothing. I found some old nails. And some bent metal things. Some days, you’re Harrison Ford. Some days you’re Geraldo Rivera.
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