Scott is OK

It looks as if Scott is going to be OK. I just got back from the hospital and they are keeping him another night. His white blood cell count is on the rise and they are taking good care of him. I am glad that he was admitted because there is nothing I could have done here at home. I am very impressed with NIH.

Now... I still have a ton of things going on here. eBay has not been doing too well so I have to figure out how to get some better items. I am going to an auction on Thursday and hopefully will find some collectibles. In the meantime I will trudge away with what I have.

I have been cleaning out things that have been in this house for years. Still finding odds and ends. Just came across a bunch of Princess Diana newspaper articles and 2 People Magazines with her on the cover when she was pregnant. Guess what I'm going to do with them - That;'s right Rocky, eBay.

I realized where I get the pack rat and selling from. When I was a kid, my Mom and I would drive around on trash day and pull peoples stuff out of their cans and then resell it in our yard sales. She would also make craft things from home and send me door to door selling them. Who can resist a cute kid selling stuff? I still do the trash thing now. If I can't sell it, I donate it to Goodwill and get a tax write off. Pretty much I recycle as much as I can.

One other thing my Mom taught me was to steal. Yes, you heard it right. We would be in a store and she would tell me how much she really like those earrings and then walk away from me. She knew I would put them in my pocket and give them to her when we got back in the car. I think I was around 8 or so when that started. I got busted when I was 15 for stealing a Sonny & Cher 8Track at King's Department Store. That didn't stop from from stealing in the future. I finally gave up shop lifting when I was in my 30's because I became too afraid. Thank god for that! Now a days it still pops in my mind but I wouldn't do it. I am too old for jail and too poor to pay any fines if I get caught. You might be shocked to learn all of this but it was how I was raised and I am the one that had to learn right from wrong. Pretty much the only thing I was taught was not to hurt anyone in the family. Italians, you gotta love em! or not!

I started smoking and drinking at a young age too. Back in the 70's most kids and parents smoked. About half of them drank and did drugs. The first time I got drunk was from some homemade wine I had helped my Mother make. She didn't like the taste of it and told me to throw it away. I took it out back and hid it behind the trash cans. A whole gallon jug! That night I brought it with me to a friends house and 3 of us finished it off. I threw up all night and hated wine ever since. Now vodka on the other hand...(more on that later). That was the start of my drinking career. It lasted until I was 42. Wow, I'm still alive.

So that's enough for now. I'll write more later on my life.

I have been cast in a show. It is called Bear Beach Party. It's a take on Beach Blanket Bingo but done with gay men. That's all the info I have on it now and will update as I find out more. It is going to be so much fun. Oh, it's a musical too.

As far as moving and stuff, I don't know yet. I am teaching Scott how to raise his credit score so we can be better prepared. Budget! Budget! Budget! I am also trying to erase some of my debt.

So back to work, Summer is coming and that always makes me smile.

Love & Peace,

Clayton