I'm posting this, not as art, but as news for the people who know me. I came "home" last night from the bookstore where I go online via wi-fi, to a very nasty sight. Someone last night smashed the windshield of my car--the one I live in. Therefore precipitating a major crisis. See, Washington State (as most states do) has laws against parking junk cars on public streets. This kind of damage to the windshiled pretty much qualifies my car as "junk" now, in the eyes of police. So my car is now an illegal vehicle, which can be ticketed and impounded at any time. It costs hundreds and hundreds of dollars (I've heard quotes of upwards of $1,200) to replace a windshield. I don't have that kind of money. Nor do I have the money to get the car out of impound should the police do so. Even if I had the money, I can't drive it out of the impound lot since the engine doesn't work--it's one of the things that made my car vulnerable to vandals in the first place. I live in the car. It's my only shelter and protection against the cold (we still get frost and below-freezing temperatures here in Seattle in March), wind, and the huge amounts of rain Seattle gets in the wintertime. I've decided there's no way I'm going to subject myself to the experience of coming "home" one night in the near future only to discover my car is gone, everything I own except what I'm carrying is gone, and not have even so much as a sleeping bag or tarp to keep me warm and dry. So, unless I get a lot more help than I've been getting so far....once that impound notice gets put on my car, I'm out of here, out of Seattle, out of Renderosity for good, with no plans to ever come back. I'm sick and tired of the meanness I encounter (you think people aren't mean to homeless people? Look at the photo), and I'm sick and tired of the lack of help, and sick and tired of the government responding to stuff like this by just compounding the victimization, punishing me for being poor, instead of helping. I was supposed to restart college next month. I was trying to get this car fixed this month so I'd at least have transportation to and from school (otherwise I'm facing a 6 hour daily bus commute). No, I'm not going to face life with everything I worked for years and decades to earn being taken away from me yet again. I'm leaving while I still have something left. I'm not going to watch myself be victimized further by police and tow companies. No way. I've had it. I need help.