It doesn't seem like much until you put it in perspective:
I was working on a movie called "The Music of Snow", which AFAIK never saw the light of day. I was still with Barb but she was mad at me for something or other that really wasn't my fault (harbinger of things to come); I hadn't even considered going to the Gulag; I was still in my 30's, I was starting a venture doing Haunted Commercials, I was unemployed in the greater sense. I hadn't yet gotten into playing videogames. I hadn't yet shot a movie with the Stone Soup Films group. I han't heard of Horror Incorporated. I started the long, slow slide of having to fix teh Big Broken Box™.
The Big Broken Box™, circa 1940's