Here's a shout-out to Harry for tagging along with me in the zone today. We cut some grass with Leroy, dropped off supplies to Kory, fixed some vandalized windows and had time to hang out with some of my tenants that are raising chickens in their yard. I suspect this will be my next Department of Neighborhood Services violation.

Do you remember that scrap heap of metal that I showed you a few posts back? Well this unit USED to have AC. In fact the condenser sat right here on this concrete slab. My guess is that after it was stolen from me, it was sold to that very scrap company for around $20.

There are two ways to cure depression in the zone. The first utilizes a moving truck, the second involves sucking on the end of a pistol.

I told Leroy that after he loaded the trailer, he could either keep the book on depression or the boomerang (next to book). I hope he doesn't break a window with that thing.

I love Leroy's 'CAN DO' attitude!

Leroy's wife sold his car to the scrapyard so when he needs to get around, he rollerskates. Here he's off to paint a porch.

Question of the day:
How many unionized city workers does it take to see if a resident is authorized to use the dump?

The answer is seven but two were on break when this picture was taken.

I recently told all my tenants that I no longer accept cash, so for many of them this is their first experience with money orders. I told this one woman in particular that she needed to sign the money order before I could accept it and even put an X in the proper spot for her. I watched in amazement as she struggled to make a letter X next to mine. Not only is unable to read or write but she can't even sign her own name.

Somehow I'm certain that this is Whitey's fault.

This stuff is like catnip to the locals".

Some of you loyal readers have told me that you couldn't quite make out what the lady in pink said at the end of the video in my last post. The answer - "You're drinking a beer?"