When I die, I just wanna be DIRT! That was something that got passed around a bit in college.
Anyway, Ray and I went on a picnic this afternoon. This, as it turns out, is not such a great idea on a Sunday afternoon. What's with all these mooks fishing from a stocked pond? No beer allowed in the park, and no shade near the water. Nevertheless, I had a good time. And Ray discovered dirt. Mmmm, dirt.