by the way, hurricane charlie (or tropical depression chuck or whatever alias you were using). thanks for nothing, you fucking lame weather pattern. you were supposed to come to new york! i bought rum & jenny bout pepsi & we were going to drink them together with no ice. then we were going to have sex pretending to be brother & sister pretending to be the kennedys. so thanks for ruining my mojo, chaz. thanks a whole fucking bunch.