I was digging through junk in my house. Looking for books as my job is having a book drive and finding mostly shit ( I have a house mate ) and fighting with the other person to please let me get rid of the Patricia Cornwell's and twilight books and 10 year old cook books when I actually found some shit of theirs that is halfway decent, "We're ready for you mr Grodin" and Angela's Ashes. So I start reading a book at about 2 am after having 4 beers, seems like a good idea.