The Lads. A Face Book friend of several years was about to become homeless. He had been robbed by one of his former pals of all assets and was losing his apartment. I go to the neighborhood Walgreens and see the homeless people before a manager comes out and shoos them away. If I saw Able and Baker (for the purposes of this story those are their names) I would feel deeply ashamed. On my offer of shelter for the night the lads finally arrived (with an assload of stuff) and are settling in. Baker is an organization freak which melds well with my OCD. While I was away for an appointment they cleaned and organized my dining room. I am so pleased. I’m about to see if they would like to share a pizza and movie night. Ah ha. The deed is done. Pizzas will be pepperoni mushroom green chile and black olive with a backup bacon and pineapple. The feature? Blade Runner