Jessica's dad came by the house today to help me fix something.....again. Well i didnt reall do anything but watch. So he came by the house to fix the door. You see iwas cleaning clothes and had the patio slider open and i opened the front door to dump the litter box out in a big garbage bag when a nice breeze blew through and slammed the front door on me. Now that is not all that bad but i had no phone and no key and i am standing in my entry foyer in my fitted boxers and a tee shirt. I reluctantly knock on the neighbors door. No answer. I knock on the other neighbors door that is aliitlr further down. no answer. So i think that maybe i can break the knob and get in an ill replace it tonight when i get home from work. I twist as hard as i can and slam myright shoulder into the door with a rage i think only very few can summon a mastandrea rage. I hear a a loud crack and the door opens slowly. I step in and the cat is staring at me in awe or was it disgust i am not sure. Or maybe it was " hey...wheres the shitter?" The door frame has completele broken off and is sitting on the livoing room floor in 2 pieces. The inside frame with the metal closer plate is torn out of the center of the fram and is attached to the door still. I am not quite sure how that is fixed so i rig to lock. Jessica's dad can fix anything. he should blog he has some great stories.