My fat butt walking up and down Rodeo Drive in L.A. for 6 hours in my T shirt and flip flops slurping on a 99 ounce cherry icee as the "other half" cruises by in Ferraris and Rolls Royces. Well it happened and I have paid my dues for another four months of fishing. Cant go until the Ky Lake gig but can somebody bring me a Bud Light and another Man Card please. Gotta love Kentucky. I have to go back in October but I have had my fill of California for a while.

Buck

P.S.--yes I did spit tobacco juice on the sidewalk of Rodeo Drive and yes it repulsed about 93% of the people there.