There's a phsychologically unstable screenwriter in Clemenza's apartment right now(Clem's is one of our hated/beloved knights). Clem's at Karate and has no idea that this guy has locked himself in the apartment. TO top it off, CLem has about 200 dvds and a 9mm glock with ammo sitting in a bookshelf. I've tried calling and banging on the door, by the freak just turns the TV on louder and pretends I'm not there. This is no joke! What a weird Sunday.