I just got home from Panama City: Spring Break 2004.

Todd F. Internet never laid his cables into the Florida soil, so I couldn't blog while I was there. Apologies to blog-readers who tried and failed - or died while trying.

I was in the car for 18 hours today - either drivin' or ridin' or readin' countless BFI books.

Now I'm back in the "C" of "I" and I'm wired hot. I can't sleep.


P.S. Great times in sunny Florida. I swam in a real-life ocean and saw three real-life boobs in a bikini show. This is everything I imagined Spring Break to be.