I crash at some friends' hotel room and wake the next morning, fresh as a daisy but still tripping... now comes the challenge, getting out of Atlanta! i stop at a shopping center called Little five points, thinking, oh one stop won't hurt, well I lose my keys, and get stuck here for three days, through which my chillum gets stolen and have to trade my nuggs' for a tool to rip out my ignition switch so I could start my car with pliers, (which I still do to this day).

It may sound bad, but in the end, I wouldn't trade that trip for anything, and the man I traded my nuggs' to gave me a handful in return for the ride home. so thanks Bones, Christy, Rob, Krusty, and most of all, Jango.

So its wise to remember

If anything can go wrong, it will.

If anything can't go wrong, it still will.

and If everything seems to be going well, you have obviously overlooked something.

- Koontz

Editor's Note: 3 days? Ouch.  Ummm... it doesn't seem like this kid likes to look at the bright side of things, but at least you didn't almost die, right?  I don't know.