Well all... g'mornin!
Back to the computer with the hangover from the schnockering I tied on with my friends last night... we spilled red wine on the floor, decimated my supply of finger food, and even managed to collapse a stool, so I consider the evening a success.
You guys are the fucking cat's ass. Love ya. I can't tell you enough!

So I'll tell you the rest of the story as it unfolded over the weekend...

So Saturday he comes back to pick up his shit and starts breaking stuff in my house. He knocked over my Christmas tree- how low can you go?- and smashed 3 cases of ceramic tiles that we had bought to renovate the bathroom. Luckily my tenant came home in the middle of this- now, a word about my tenant, he's a boxer, and built like one- thick and burly and not exceptionally tall, oh, and he doens't like Jeff. So anyway in the time it took me to blink, he's got Jeff by the throat and is busy tossing him out on the lawn.

Oh and of COURSE Jeff threatened to call the cops on me. Don't you LOVE that? Here I was growing the Shrek in large part for HIM to smoke and he's going to be like that? I think not. Anyway I think he knows that there would be at the very least 3 angry people just waiting to show him what we think of that idea.

Sunday my house got robbed. Hmmmm coincidence? I think not. A good solid $4-5,000 worth of shit just GONE. Thank goodness the garden remained unharmed.

Sunday night I did several things:
Got a prepaid phone
Picked up a real estate book- it may be time to move the team to a new stadium, ya know?
Cleaned up broken tiles, fun fun
Recruited all my buddies to come up for dinner and just kind of BE there
Had my friend get me a heated storage unit in case of emergency
Stuffed myself on goat cheese and triscuits
Thought how happy I am to be rid of that freaking deadweight I've been dragging!!!!

Yippee.

I think this little guy may be all the man I really want around the house for a while!!!!!

Thanks so much for all your kind words and support.