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.