I was thinking tonight of the night that Chalky and I trashed the Sun Lounge. Something that only could happen after some serious drinking. Everyone was laughing, until we woke up in the morning and had that nagging doubt that we did some bad things the night before. In my mind, we had torched the building – luckily things were not as bad in the harsh light of day. I enjoyed going out with Chalky all those years ago – although I’m not sure he ever forgave Kentucky and I for the Oxford trip. I was just checking out Chalky’s activities over the last 20 years and it looks like he has done very well for himself – so whatever damage Kentucky and I inflicted, it wasn’t long lasting. Good for you Chalky. Hopefully we’ll get to meet up again soon.