February 12th, 2003



There's something unsettling about watching someone, even a good friend, drive off with 2 of my 4 vehicles in their control.

My truck, with one of my scooters in the back, departed for Vegas a couple hours ago, with Junior at the wheel. He's planning on driving straight through to Vegas (about 24 hours). Heh... What could go wrong?

So, if you see me down there, crying in a beer, don't ask where my bike is.

Don't forget: tomorrow night at the Sit N Spin. If we was playing a game of Clue, the little envelope would contain a picture of you, a picture of the dance floor, and a picture of your boo-tay!