Yesterday, at the end of a very gnarly workday, I started running a bath and then went outside to my graden with a cup of tea and sat down – ahhhh – the butterflies were still cruising the flowers, the grass looked perfect – I was in Valhalla. Wrong – I looked up and my asshole neighbor has run a wire across my backyard to his shed behind. I tried to ignore it. But I just couldn’t. So I got up, tea in hand, marched to my porch, saw Mr and Mrs Asshole on their porch and said “Hey, that wire you just put that goes across my hard – take it down or by morning I’m cutting it.” Then I came back in, got my tea, went in the backyard and said ahhh, and watched the butterflies. When I came back to get in my bath, I saw Mrs Asshole lurking around the front, but I went in my bathroom and turned up my music and soaked for a half hour. Ahhhh. Nirvana.