When I'm really
down, I do 2 columns: one of projects and
stuff I've finished, and the other is the junk (and health issues) I've been up against
during that
time.
Was that over 30 years ago I moved to this neighborhood and when I was 19 years old three Albanian boys broke into my basement and was rummaging through draws and
stuff, it was a basement so nothing but clutter was
down there...
During that
time my father caught them and then let them go once the cops called their parents to come get them... they were just little boys (my father had said they were Good Boys..)