Start at the bottom

I suppose the bottom is a good place to start. The only problem is that you can only hope that you are at the bottom. God, could it really get worse?

Today I was falsely convicted of a crime in New Jersey. A pretty stupid crime. If I had to choose among crimes, this would be pretty lame and embarrassing. I didn’t turn over records because I did not have them. Why? Because the records were supposed to be for crabs bought and I didn’t buy any crabs. So I didn’t have any records for what didn’t exist. Sounds simple and like vocal to me. But here in New Jersey there must be something in the water.

Jesse’s sunset photos from last week. That’s my place on the left and on the far right.