My Life Story

There once was a small group of college-aged individuals who wanted to see a change in their world, not in that political, social, or even mental aspect. No, these people focused more the aesthetics in life. This is the story of these individuals and the story of their desire for change. We'll start with some illustrations so I don't have to write so much.The house they chose was trashed by some local ne'er-do-wells. So the good hearted vain children started with trying to clean. They didn't get very far.After several hours of work, they came to a skeletal-like structure and all were perplexed."How do we get around this?" wondered the engineers. But the elder engineer knew how.

He exclaimed, "I'll just stick this black thing up there and cut away the wood!" So, that's what they did. Don't believe me? Fine, I'm just the author. What would I know?

After that task was accomplished, something needed to be done with the wood but what? The younger engineer, a recent convert to Hinduism, suggested making a new-age bed of nails. Unfortunately, he was not very good with building things.After the new bed-o-nails was "firmly" installed, a new decor had to be chosen. But what to go with? Naturally, the best choice was antique. The two engineers thought long about this. So, they tested a couple themes.1970's chic was the best choice. What happened next? Well, sorry to say that this is a lengthy story. As for this chapter, I will add two more things of note: 1. Some new insulation was donated to a nice local family and their dog: Lily Anne. They were thankful for the new found warmth and roofing for their dog house.

Last, there was a very handsome writer there who happened to be busting his butt working with the two lazy engineers. And here's a picture of that.

Ok, that's not the right picture. I . . . uh . . . guess that's it for this chapter of "My Life Story". Stay tuned to this online source for more stories and illustrations. Hopefully, the "right" photos will be posted.