I believe a shameless buffoon once noted that patience is a virtue.
This person obviously never experienced the agonizing exercise in foiled ambitions written all over my “East L.A. Makeover.”
Another weekend and another dose of nothing to report.
I took out the bags and boxes and stacked them in the corner.
It’s as if the bowels of this closet are slowly unfurling themselves all over my living room, and while one room slowly becomes cleaner, another is looking like hell.
This is a slow process but I will finish, damnit!
I just didn’t say when.