mmm, where to begin, perhaps at the end, where everything comes to a conclusion, where everything begins to die down, at least most of the time... I found myself talking to a friend about streaking, recording it, then blurring out the faces, and sending it into the local news, and I found myself questioning the sanity of this all. But I figure, I am not so sane now a days, and I figure if worst comes to worst, then I would be getting stuffed in a cop car with a hot naked chick, not to bad if I do say so myself.