Today I came home to two hobos hanging out on my front stoop. I guess if I were more P.C. I would call them housing impaired...or maybe financially impaired? Either way, they were hanging out on my porch. I nick named them Randy and Boss. I've decided I like them...if they're still there tomorrow I'll offer them a sandwich.
If the area of town in which I live was Germany and East Germany was the hood and West Germany was normal...I would live on top of the Berlin Wall. I'll be real. I like it that way and it is a source of pride. Not everyone can say they live next door to a drug dealer and have had their car broken into by gangster thugs (at least at my best guess they are...not like I actually met them).
In other news, Owen has figured out how to take pictures off the wall. He's so skillful that way.
Peace, Love and Love Thy Neighbor,
Claire
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