The GLOW of my achievements seems to have already faded… today it’s quality time with Momdog in the Garage….( Daddog held prisoner by some kind of Marriage Vow)..( something about death Parting them and C S I not being involved).. she’s sorting through STUFF……She is cleaning things up… translated::: Find someplace else for this…” but I don’t have anyplace for it” …”You would if you straightened up your things”” You mean throw my stuff away”… “Do you want My help?” “NO”….You can’t make this stuff up…Love apparently requires Sacrifice…( by others)