Remember when you were out here for FC and you ran out of tobacco? I mean, sure, I figured I'd help ya out and we'd see if we could find a local shop. Loose is hard enough to find at 9pm on a Saturday night but then you were looking for that specific brand... Still, if we hadn't kept driving around, we never would've gone down that San Jose side street and found the huge, discarded, papier-mache cantaloupe. I still think it was left over from some obscure asian celebration -- you know, "week of the crimson earth fruits" of something. But it was fun dragging it back to the hotel lobby, just to see what drunk furs would think of it. You've got some muscle, too, dude; if I ever need someone to help me lift a huge cantaloupe again, I know which wolf to call!