Whenever I lend something to someone it either comes back broken, ripped, stepped on, spit on, partially burned or not at all. When I was a kid of about 9, living in Brooklyn, I had a James Bond Attache Case. 
It was very very cool. I remember it well because it was probably my favorite toy. I brought it to my friend, Perry Rosen's house. I left it there and never saw it again. Everytime I asked Perry what happened to it, he couldn't tell me. It was very upsetting. I guess he was angry because his parents named him Perry. To this day, I wonder what happend to that James Bond Attache Case. Perry Rosen moved to Staten Island and I tried finding him on the internet. Apparently there are a lot of Perry Rosens out there. I saw some pictures, but none of them had a guy holding a James Bond Attache Case.
Another prized possession of mine was a bicycle with a banana seat. They were all the rage back in the 60's. I had one. Anthony, some fat kid from school, came over and rode my bicycle around the block. When he came back, the banana seat was ripped. I can only guess it was from his big fat ass. He denied it of course. I don' t remember Anthony's last name and there are far too many Anthony's out there to try to locate him.
Number three is rather odd. I owned an album by Alice Cooper called Billion Dollar Babies back in the 70's. I loaned it to Kevin Anderson. He never gave it back. I even went to his house and knocked on his door and he told me he couldn't find it. How can you NOT find an album? If I wasn't so skinny and nerdy back then, I would have beat him up. Kevin Anderson is another popular name and impossible to locate.
It was very very cool. I remember it well because it was probably my favorite toy. I brought it to my friend, Perry Rosen's house. I left it there and never saw it again. Everytime I asked Perry what happened to it, he couldn't tell me. It was very upsetting. I guess he was angry because his parents named him Perry. To this day, I wonder what happend to that James Bond Attache Case. Perry Rosen moved to Staten Island and I tried finding him on the internet. Apparently there are a lot of Perry Rosens out there. I saw some pictures, but none of them had a guy holding a James Bond Attache Case.
Another prized possession of mine was a bicycle with a banana seat. They were all the rage back in the 60's. I had one. Anthony, some fat kid from school, came over and rode my bicycle around the block. When he came back, the banana seat was ripped. I can only guess it was from his big fat ass. He denied it of course. I don' t remember Anthony's last name and there are far too many Anthony's out there to try to locate him.
Number three is rather odd. I owned an album by Alice Cooper called Billion Dollar Babies back in the 70's. I loaned it to Kevin Anderson. He never gave it back. I even went to his house and knocked on his door and he told me he couldn't find it. How can you NOT find an album? If I wasn't so skinny and nerdy back then, I would have beat him up. Kevin Anderson is another popular name and impossible to locate.Now here is where it gets weird. Years later, about 2002 or so, I bought Billion Dollar Babies on CD. I loaned it to a guy I worked with named Rich Randazzo. Rich wanted to burn a copy. Guess 
what? I never got it back. I kept asking Rich. He said, "I can't find it". he found the CD box and returned that, but could not find the CD?
I tried to find out if he knew Kevin Anderson, thinking maybe they were in cohoots. Now they are both missing along with two copies of Billion Dollar Babies. I am tempted to get another copy, but apparently I am not allowed to own this item.
I still loan CD's to people to burn. They come back, but usually broken, scratched, or smudged up to a point of skipping. Will I ever learn? Apparently not. What I really don't understand is why do people do this? If I ever borrow something from someone, I take expert care of it and I return it as soon as possible.
So, anybody out there that has something of mine? I am granting amnesty for 30 days. If you return it within this timespan, I will not press charges.
Do you hear me Perry Rosen, Kevin Anderson and Rich Randazzo?
Nick, you get a pass because you understand the value of good music, so this post does not include you even if you still have my Talking Heads albums.
HOWEVER, this post includes YOU - STUART PARSONS
El Cabong !!!
In the words of alternative country artist, Lucinda Williams, "You took my joy, I want it back..."
what? I never got it back. I kept asking Rich. He said, "I can't find it". he found the CD box and returned that, but could not find the CD?I tried to find out if he knew Kevin Anderson, thinking maybe they were in cohoots. Now they are both missing along with two copies of Billion Dollar Babies. I am tempted to get another copy, but apparently I am not allowed to own this item.
I still loan CD's to people to burn. They come back, but usually broken, scratched, or smudged up to a point of skipping. Will I ever learn? Apparently not. What I really don't understand is why do people do this? If I ever borrow something from someone, I take expert care of it and I return it as soon as possible.
So, anybody out there that has something of mine? I am granting amnesty for 30 days. If you return it within this timespan, I will not press charges.
Do you hear me Perry Rosen, Kevin Anderson and Rich Randazzo?
Nick, you get a pass because you understand the value of good music, so this post does not include you even if you still have my Talking Heads albums.
HOWEVER, this post includes YOU - STUART PARSONS
El Cabong !!!
In the words of alternative country artist, Lucinda Williams, "You took my joy, I want it back..."
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