Now, I should point out that I'm not trying to give you the impression I had some kind of hardscrabble upbringing. No, as you might have guessed I was relatively sheltered. We lived in a nice neighborhood, in a comfortable house with a panoramic view of the landfill across the bay. I had an Atari and a bike with sweet mags. It's just that there was a lot of trash around. If you didn't want a car anymore you just left it on the beach, but the upside was that we got to play in it. In any case, we lived a lot better than this: