One time I had a girlfriend who told me, if you ever start feeling really neurotic, the best thing to do is paint your walls white and buy new sheets for your bed.

She said it worked for her and I believed her.

Last year I had a job. It's not important what job it was. What's important is that I thought it was going to be the job of my life, the job of my dreams.

Last year I had this job for a few months and then I quit.

I won't bore you with the details. I quit my job and was feeling really neurotic, so I tore down our house.

Actually, I just gutted the inside.

Tore down the ceiling and all the lath and plaster on the walls.

Tore up the floors.

Ripped out the furnace.

I ran new wires, rebuilt the kitchen, sheet rocked, and

taped and sanded, and then I painted the walls white

and bought new sheets for the bed.

But it didn't work.

I was pacing around a lot late at night. I was moaning and groaning in the shower.

I was scaring the kids. This is what my son told me one morning at breakfast. He was four years old at the time.

Dad, do you know what, Dad?

Do you know what I do?

You know what I do, you want I'm going to do today? I'm going to tear down the house and I'm

going to tear down you too. You know how? With my ice axe.

You know, he was just four years old and I don't really think he wanted to kill me.

Things didn't get better until... and I don't really think he wanted to kill me.

Things didn't get better until I started building a rock wall in the backyard.

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