Some new experiences are wonderful. Then there's the other kind. You know. The kind of new experience you really don't need to have in your lifetime. Friday night was one of those. Don't know what the instigators were thinking when they heaved the milk crate at my second floor window at one in the morning, but they certainly got my attention. I was up and reading a book on the sofa. Fortunately my curtains were closed so the glass didn't get very far. My landlord is great, it was fixed the next day.