A funny thing happened tonight… Some friends called to tell us that they were locked out of their house. I drove over to see if I could help them out… Expected to have to break a window or something to get in… But I brought my lockpicks just in case. I learn to pick locks Welland undergraduate at MIT 40 years ago. It’s not a hard thing to learn but it’s a very hard thing to get good at. I’ve always been pretty good at it… But not great. Somehow when I need it… Skills there for me. I surprised myself and my friends by walking up to the door and on the first try flipping all five tumblers and opening the deadbolt. I don’t think I could repeat it… But it was a great alternative to breaking a window

Are used to always carry lotta pics with me… But I lost a good set to an overly zealous TSA agent…

Maybe I’ll start carrying them again…

You never know

Nite all, nite sam

-me