I know, I know, I'm a start working

For me, life is what happens between naps, and undertaken grudgingly. I mentioned before, someone in Owensboro nicked my Owsley belt buckle, I paid $500 for that sucker and got it from Owsley himself. It's one of the only possessions I actually had an attachment to, they won't be able to do a museum about my lost years, that's for sure.