9:01 a.m. - August 10, 2002
Rolling, rolling, rolling down the riiiiiver
If you see someone playing in the mucky swamps of the outer banks in North Carolina, alligator at side and laughing like a madman at the sheer bliss of the moment, wave.
Could be me.
Or, if you hear of an unknown, unidentified tourist body discovered in the same mucky swamp and I haven't updated, call and let them know it was me.
That way, I've covered both bases.
I'm like that, you see.
Be good. Hasta!
